Alright, so I was too tired to do this last night, but HOLY CRAP THIS EPISODE WAS SO BLOODY AWESOME IT WAS EVEN BETTER THAN THE LAST ONES WERE AAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay, so I am so liking this new dynamic with House being happy with Cuddy and everything. It's actually really fun! This time he was trying to find something that he and Cuddy had in common, because he thinks that once the honeymoon stage of the relationship is over, she's going to realize that they have nothing in common and dump him. He took her go-cart racing, and that was fun til she lost to Wilson's girlfriend Sam and hurt her neck. The funniest part of those scenes was when House avenged his girlfriend by beating Sam's butt in the race. And how he beat her? He used his cane to unplug her go-cart. He totally cheated, but it was bloody hilarious! In the end Cuddy told House that they didn't need anything in common but each other, and that she liked their relationship the best because it was not common.
Also a really great thing about this episode was that the patient was a famous author, and House was totally obsessed with her books. He even went so far as to steal the lady's typewriter ribbon and send it through an MRI to see what was written on it, and then print it all out and put it together to read her latest book. And the best part? He mostly diagnosed her using nothing but her book, and how she wrote it for the characters. It was sweet. And not, "awe, isn't that sweet?" more like, "holy crap that was sweet!". I think the funniest part though was at the very end, he was talking to the patient that he had just healed, and he was all upset because she didn't answer anything for any of the characters in the end of her book, and she planned on not writing any more books for that series. So he was all, "you have to finish it better!" and she was all, "I think my ending was perfect because each person who reads it can come up with their own ending", and let me just tell you I agree with House, thank you very much! I hate it when an author ends it without answering any questions, because then you just wonder forever and ever and you never get an answer and it SUCKS! Anyway, so House was pissed because of what she said, and like he always does when someone hurts him, he was planning on hurting her back. He was going to tell her that her son (who she based her main character off of, and who died in a car crash and that's why she was sick) didn't have aneurysm like he originally told her, but then he saw Cuddy in the background watching, and he switched gears and said that her son was very luck to have a mother like her! It was so strange, really, that he completely stopped his track of evilness because he wanted to be a better man for Cuddy! Amazing...Anyways, as House left the patient's room, Cuddy said that he did a really good thing in there, and House just kept walking saying "shut up" as he went, causing Cuddy to smile fondly and me to friggin' laugh my fool butt off as I watched. It was truly epic, and if this season continues to go like this, I am going to be soooo sad when it finally ends...But at least if it ends good, I won't be pissed off that House is miserable and they ended it horribly. So anyway, I loved this episode. It might just be my favorite episode now.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
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Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Bitter-sweet...But sweet indeed
Long time, no blog, eh? Well, eight days isn't that long, but it's the longest I've ever gone without blogging. My reason for not blogging that long is a good one, though. Wanna hear it? Okay, are ya ready?
We had company over.
Well, okay maybe that's a stupid reason, 'cause I should have been able to blog anyway, but I didn't blog because they (BBB, that is) were here for a week and none of us wanted to just leave them sitting there alone, when they came to visit us in the first place. So we all had a blast together, without any blog-breaks. And yesterday, they left...But despite the bitter, I still managed to keep the day sweet!
My wonderful mum and dad took me to my very first book signing! It was awesome, too. My mum and dad and I went to Barnes and Noble, and bought Christopher Moore's new book (Bite Me: A Love Story), then proceeded to listen to him talk about it. Only he didn't really talk about it, in fact, he said himself, "what is there to talk about? It's a vampire book. That's it."
It was funny, 'cause it wasn't really what one might think of a book signing. It was more of a comedy routine about his life as an author, with some answers about his books thrown in at the end. Once he was done answering all the questions thrown at him by his fans, everyone was instructed into a line to get their books signed by him. The line moved quickly, and before I knew it, my dad and I were standing in front of him as he signed our books for us! We got two books personalized, which basically means that he signed them, and he wrote our names and a saying in them. One was his new book Bite Me, which he made out to my parents, saying "OMFG!" as the personal message in that book, and the second one (Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal) was made out to me, and it said, "blessings!" in it. Which was totally awesome. If I haven't said that enough yet.
But the best part yet? He was totally nice to us and totally funny. I mean, the funny part was not a surprise because his books always make me laugh out loud like a total idiot in public, but I didn't know what to expect in the "nice guy" department. But he was awesome. He even made a comment about my dad wearing the same type of hat as him, and that he liked it (he said that he could totally shop with my dad!). And he was totally jealous of my dad's IPhone cover. He liked that it was blue. He showed us his, and he said he wished he had the blue one instead of the gold one that he had. I personally liked the gold one, 'cause it was all, blingbling. I mean, that thing shined like no-tomorrow. It was like, "HIYA! I'M AN IPHONE, AND I AM SHINY!!!"
My mum even bragged at one point that I was going to be a writer, and he gave me some good advice (not going to tell you, teehee)!!! It, was, awesome! I can only pray that one day, if or when I become a semi-famous author myself, that I come off as cool and funny as he did to me. I can only pray that I can hang out with my fans like he did and not be so embarrassed that I turn as red as I did when talking to Mr. Moore yesterday. And I can only wish that a young, aspiring author will meet me and think that I'm really cool, just as I thought that Christopher Moore was cool.
And the part that's even better than the best part? We got to take some pictures with him! Which was really, really awesome. That's when he saw my dad's IPhone, 'cause one of the girls who worked at the book store took the picture with it. And you know what? It was (dare I say it yet again?) AWESOME!!!
Here's the photo taken by the girl who worked at the book store:
I'm the girl in the black shirt on the left, my dad is the Scottish looking guy in the blue and green striped shirt and the awesome hat on the right, and (obviously) Christopher Moore is the guy with the also-awesome hat and cocked head in the middle.
I can truly hardly wait to go to another book signing, and I don't even care who it is, really. Well, it had better be an author of a book I've read before, at least. Otherwise it wouldn't be very fun, now would it? I'm hoping that one day I'll have the chance to go to a book signing for Eoin Colfer (Christopher Moore: If you are reading, I am not cheating on you, if anything, I was cheating on Mr. Colfer by going to your book signing, since he does write my favoritest series ever, Artemis Fowl, thus making him my favorite author. Sorry).
And one more awesome thing: When Christopher was talking, he was saying how he developed the main character in his new book (a goth girl named Abby Normal), and he said that he went to a bunch of goth blogs to get the inspiration (because surprisingly, he said, a teenage goth girl's way of talking doesn't come naturally to him). He said that about three years or so ago when he was writing the first book, he found the voice of his character easily with the inspiration of these blogs, in which young people talked about their miserable lives in sort of elegant rants the approximate size of my own blogs. And then he said that when writing this third installment, he tried to go back to these blogs to get more inspiration, but they were gone, to be replaced by these short little things that only have two lines of illiterate crap. Which I find disturbing (but awesome that he noticed, and I'm not the only one that did). What is wrong with our young people today (people about my age) that they can't even string enough words together to actually sound like they're educated? It's not right, and if we keep this up, we will indeed become a bunch of illiterate idiots.
Anyway, I'll stop talking about our lack of writing skills these days now, just because if I continue, I'll ruin my awesome rant of happiness in going to my first book signing. Which was awesome.
By the way, did I mention that it was totally AWESOME?!!?!?!?!?! I'm not sure.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. Maybe in the future I should just hold off on blogging about book signings, because I have noticed a pattern of immaturity here that I'm not liking. I mean, how many times have I said "totally" or "awesome" or the two together in this blog? Too many to be properly educated. I swear, I never thought I'd be the type to get star-struck and all flustered and blushy (not a word, I know), but I guess I was wrong...Luckily for me, when my mum and the lady who worked there took the pictures, they happened to take them right before my embarrassingly bright-red Scottish-blood-blushing really got the chance to kick in. Which (again) is totally awesome.
We had company over.
Well, okay maybe that's a stupid reason, 'cause I should have been able to blog anyway, but I didn't blog because they (BBB, that is) were here for a week and none of us wanted to just leave them sitting there alone, when they came to visit us in the first place. So we all had a blast together, without any blog-breaks. And yesterday, they left...But despite the bitter, I still managed to keep the day sweet!
My wonderful mum and dad took me to my very first book signing! It was awesome, too. My mum and dad and I went to Barnes and Noble, and bought Christopher Moore's new book (Bite Me: A Love Story), then proceeded to listen to him talk about it. Only he didn't really talk about it, in fact, he said himself, "what is there to talk about? It's a vampire book. That's it."
It was funny, 'cause it wasn't really what one might think of a book signing. It was more of a comedy routine about his life as an author, with some answers about his books thrown in at the end. Once he was done answering all the questions thrown at him by his fans, everyone was instructed into a line to get their books signed by him. The line moved quickly, and before I knew it, my dad and I were standing in front of him as he signed our books for us! We got two books personalized, which basically means that he signed them, and he wrote our names and a saying in them. One was his new book Bite Me, which he made out to my parents, saying "OMFG!" as the personal message in that book, and the second one (Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal) was made out to me, and it said, "blessings!" in it. Which was totally awesome. If I haven't said that enough yet.
But the best part yet? He was totally nice to us and totally funny. I mean, the funny part was not a surprise because his books always make me laugh out loud like a total idiot in public, but I didn't know what to expect in the "nice guy" department. But he was awesome. He even made a comment about my dad wearing the same type of hat as him, and that he liked it (he said that he could totally shop with my dad!). And he was totally jealous of my dad's IPhone cover. He liked that it was blue. He showed us his, and he said he wished he had the blue one instead of the gold one that he had. I personally liked the gold one, 'cause it was all, blingbling. I mean, that thing shined like no-tomorrow. It was like, "HIYA! I'M AN IPHONE, AND I AM SHINY!!!"
My mum even bragged at one point that I was going to be a writer, and he gave me some good advice (not going to tell you, teehee)!!! It, was, awesome! I can only pray that one day, if or when I become a semi-famous author myself, that I come off as cool and funny as he did to me. I can only pray that I can hang out with my fans like he did and not be so embarrassed that I turn as red as I did when talking to Mr. Moore yesterday. And I can only wish that a young, aspiring author will meet me and think that I'm really cool, just as I thought that Christopher Moore was cool.
And the part that's even better than the best part? We got to take some pictures with him! Which was really, really awesome. That's when he saw my dad's IPhone, 'cause one of the girls who worked at the book store took the picture with it. And you know what? It was (dare I say it yet again?) AWESOME!!!
Here's the photo taken by the girl who worked at the book store:

I'm the girl in the black shirt on the left, my dad is the Scottish looking guy in the blue and green striped shirt and the awesome hat on the right, and (obviously) Christopher Moore is the guy with the also-awesome hat and cocked head in the middle.
I can truly hardly wait to go to another book signing, and I don't even care who it is, really. Well, it had better be an author of a book I've read before, at least. Otherwise it wouldn't be very fun, now would it? I'm hoping that one day I'll have the chance to go to a book signing for Eoin Colfer (Christopher Moore: If you are reading, I am not cheating on you, if anything, I was cheating on Mr. Colfer by going to your book signing, since he does write my favoritest series ever, Artemis Fowl, thus making him my favorite author. Sorry).
And one more awesome thing: When Christopher was talking, he was saying how he developed the main character in his new book (a goth girl named Abby Normal), and he said that he went to a bunch of goth blogs to get the inspiration (because surprisingly, he said, a teenage goth girl's way of talking doesn't come naturally to him). He said that about three years or so ago when he was writing the first book, he found the voice of his character easily with the inspiration of these blogs, in which young people talked about their miserable lives in sort of elegant rants the approximate size of my own blogs. And then he said that when writing this third installment, he tried to go back to these blogs to get more inspiration, but they were gone, to be replaced by these short little things that only have two lines of illiterate crap. Which I find disturbing (but awesome that he noticed, and I'm not the only one that did). What is wrong with our young people today (people about my age) that they can't even string enough words together to actually sound like they're educated? It's not right, and if we keep this up, we will indeed become a bunch of illiterate idiots.
Anyway, I'll stop talking about our lack of writing skills these days now, just because if I continue, I'll ruin my awesome rant of happiness in going to my first book signing. Which was awesome.
By the way, did I mention that it was totally AWESOME?!!?!?!?!?! I'm not sure.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. Maybe in the future I should just hold off on blogging about book signings, because I have noticed a pattern of immaturity here that I'm not liking. I mean, how many times have I said "totally" or "awesome" or the two together in this blog? Too many to be properly educated. I swear, I never thought I'd be the type to get star-struck and all flustered and blushy (not a word, I know), but I guess I was wrong...Luckily for me, when my mum and the lady who worked there took the pictures, they happened to take them right before my embarrassingly bright-red Scottish-blood-blushing really got the chance to kick in. Which (again) is totally awesome.
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