Relaxing

This is only my third post of the month, so I have obviously been busy. In fact, I am subbing right now, but I am at the high school in a home ec class where I am basically a well-paid babysitter. That doesn't happen very often. In the younger grades I do actually get to work. Anyway, things have been crazy. I still don't have a job for the summer. I have several leads, at least two jobs that I thought were guaranteed. But they weren't. Or maybe they still are. I don't know. I have to schedule classes for next fall. I've got at least one close friend about to move hours away. I'll be moving again in two months. I don't know what I'm going to do with the cats. And I am broke as hell. It hasn't been easy. Oh, and I also said goodbye to three wonderful shows forever. Not that I need more new episodes of anything to watched, but it was still sad.
And then yesterday I got to totally relax. Just sit and let my mind drift. It was a holiday, so no school, no work, and not the type of holiday that includes a family party so I didn't leave the apartment complex. It was a strange feeling to have all of the tension and worries just float out of you completely. I have to say I liked the feeling. Of course, by last night they were closing in on me again, but that afternoon was needed and wonderful.

Qops!
ALIAS:
Sydney: Write this down. E. M. E. T. I. B. Got it? Now, reverse it.

Vaughn: Look, if I'm not back in a couple of hours I'm probably dead.
Agent Eric Weiss: Good to know.

Marcus Dixon: Listen, while you're grabbing the Rambaldi manuscript, if you happen to see a sandwich...

Agent Marshall Flinkman: Well, a lot of people who are into spanking, apparently.
[a random woman grabs him and kisses him] Oh my god, I think I just got hepatitis.

Nadia Santos: She asked me if you were tall, dark and handsome. I told her you were tall.

Agent Jack Bristow: Those Cyrillic codes you found in those books - yes, they were orders from the KGB and yes, they were orders to kill. An agent received those orders and carried them out, murdering officers of the C.I.A., including your father, Mr. Vaughn. All this is true. But, Sydney, I was not that agent. Your mother was.

Lauren: I'll see you in Vancouver. Don't be late or call me sweetheart.
Sark: Ambitious and domineering. Fantastic.

Rachel Gibson: Oh, my God, you're...
Kelly Peyton: Not dead?
Rachel Gibson: I was gonna say evil, but...

Francie: Okay, seriously, we are not putting chocolate chips in the pancakes.
Will: I got news for you. Oh yes we are.

Sloane: You know, we should dance.
Sydney: Like hell.

LOST: Season Two

Ok, so if you watched last week's Lost, you know that there are crazy things going on on that little island. Everyone assumes that Ana is dead, and Michelle Rodriguez admitted that her character wasn't supposed to be on for more than a season in the first place, but what about Libby? She took two bullets, but whether she is dead or not has been hotly debated. For one thing, in next week's previews one character specifically said "She died", not "they died". Also, Ana had just come to terms with something major in her life, as had Shannon and Boone before their deaths. Libby didn't have the moral quandry, so she shouldn't be dead. I hope. She is the only main character who hasn't had a flashback, whereas even Rose and Bernard had one (I'm not complaining; they should be main characters).
Who is Jack's sister (or half sister)? His father was looking for his daughter. Some have speculated it might be Kate because the woman and the house looked familiar, but Kate's mom was in Iowa so that isn't likely. Some speculated that it might be Claire, or Claire's friend Charlotte, as they were Australian. And why did Ana Lucia call him Dad when he went to get out of the car at the bar? Hmm. But we saw Ana's mom in the states, and the blond was clearly not Ana's mom. Of course, when he was yelling at the blond about wanting to see his daughter, maybe he was referring to Ana, who was in the car. I don't know.
Next question, is Michael an other? If not, why did he kill Ana and Libby? And did he kill Henry or rescue him?
And, who is the father of Claire's baby? It has been speculated as Sawyer or Jack's father, both ladies' men in Australia, although Jack's father got there a little late for the time frame to make sense, unless he had been there before.
Lastly, was is Libby's connection to Desmond? It has been leaked that in the finale, she was have a flashback scene with him.
Now if you don't know Lost, I'm sorry for the ramblinbgs, but what the hell is going on? Almost two season gone and so many unanswered questions.

The Book! Buy It Now!

It's been a busy couple of weeks. Sorry I haven't posted. I have been seeking employment, part time for now, full time for summer. I still need to pay my rent after school lets out, unfortunately. These extremely high gas prices have not helped one bit. Sigh. Two and a half more years until we get the idiot out of office. But today's topic is not current events. Jon Stewart and Saturday Night Live said everything this week that needed to be said. No, today's topic is my book.
Book One continues to meet with favorable reviews. The discussion with the Otterbein Alumni Book Club went fantastic. I sent copies of Book Two around to my brave volunteer proofreaders, so Book Two will be completed soon. The current estimated deadline is it will be ready to go to press by the end of July. I also have a couple of people considering cover ideas, so hopefully it'll be nice and snazzy. I have also wrote six chapters for Book Three, so it will be fast on the heels of Book Two. I am considering another project or two in between Book Three and Four, but I haven't decided yet. I will of course keep you posted. But the bottom line is, if you haven't bought An Actor's Nightmare Book One yet, go buy it! Now! Seriously! Please?

Qops! (courtesy of Veronia Mars, which promises to have one hell of a Season Two finale this week)
Keith Mars: [happy] Who's your Daddy?
Veronica Mars: I hate it when you say that.
Keith: This is important, you remember this, I used to be cool.
Veronica: When?
Keith: '77. Trans-Am, Blue Oyster Cult in the 8-track, foxy, stacked blond riding shotgun, racing for pink slips. Wait a minute, I'm thinking of a Springsteen song. Scratch everything. I was never cool.
Veronica: I don't know which bothers me more, "foxy" or "stacked".

Van Clemmons: Mr. Echolls, I was wondering if I could have a word?
Logan: Anthropomorphic. All yours, big guy.

Cliff McCormack: [to Logan] My name is Cliff, and I'll be your, "If you cannot afford an attorney" attorney.