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1. It is Easter Monday. Apparently. My mother wanted to know, "What do they do on Easter?" Who's "they", I wanted to know. She said, "You know, them."
Long experience has taught me that "them" means the natives. And I have to say I have no idea. I have some idea about Christmas - turkey and tinsel and good things on television - but very little about Easter. Well, what I don't know is the secular significance; I know the religious and historical part, of course.
2. As well as being Easter Monday, it's also Monday of noughth week. This is just terrifying. I don't want it to be noughth week already. Where have the last five weeks gone? Where has the academic year gone? And unlike most, I don't want to go back. I like it here. And I know I like it in Oxford too. It's just that noughth week is going to be hideous and awful, as I've got three collections to revise for on Fridcay and Saturday, and an assignment and essay to do for next week. Hideous.
3. And as well as that, I had a bit of a revelation. Saturday night featured the first episode of thesecond twenty-eighth somethingth season of Doctor Who. Just like last year, it is the first of a thirteen-episode run, and I'm sure we all remember last year. It was a lovely slice of open-canon fandom, and there was fic and general review squee and some criticism and lots of fun. But the feature of it that inevitably stands out is how quickly it disappeared. There was Rose, and then there was the The Parting of the Ways, and precious little time in between.
But here is the revelation. By the time episode number thirteen, Doomsday, rolls around, not only will I have got through all my remaining teaching-time, written all my essays and done all my assignments, I will have sat my prelims and said a final goodbye to my attic. In fact, I will be home for the summer - well, home for July; I will be various other places in August and September - by the last week of June. It goes quickly. It goes far too quickly. Where is the year disappearing off to?
Anyway. I have decided that I will be home, post-term, post-exams, with a month of total laziness and, possibly, working in the bookshop, and there will be two episodes of Doctor Who to go, and it will be the perfect time for the much-talked-about Tenth Doctor ficathon. I threatened to do it a year ago when I was wrapping up the Ninth Doctor ficathon, and when I was making discreet enquiries as to fandom's interest in a re-run, it seems people want to do it when we've got a good chunk of canon behind us. Also, if I do sign-ups two weeks before the series ends, it means the due date will be something to look forward to after the season finale.
So there we go. That is what I have to look forward to. If, of course, people are interested this year as they were last year, but let's hope. And
hathy_col and I have been idly chewing over a re-run of Mauve and Dangerous, too.
4. I am hoping to finish the Remus/Tonks epic story before I go back up and lose all desire to write. Unfortunately, the story that was a 1500-word snippet at the end of March is now 14,000 words long. Sigh.
5. And finally, and a little randomly, does anyone know anything about Ani DiFranco? Pandora keeps telling me that I'd like her, presumably because I like the Indigo Girls, and I have managed to acquire one song by her, this one, Both Hands. It is absolutely lovely, and I'd love to hear more; however, it seems as though she's the most prolific artist in the history of the world. I am confused. Anyone who is a fan of her and can rec my her best stuff would be much appreciated.
6. I had the most peculiar dream last night. It involved going shoe-shopping with
tau_sigma. Terribly odd.
7. Back to revision. Siiiiiigh.
Long experience has taught me that "them" means the natives. And I have to say I have no idea. I have some idea about Christmas - turkey and tinsel and good things on television - but very little about Easter. Well, what I don't know is the secular significance; I know the religious and historical part, of course.
2. As well as being Easter Monday, it's also Monday of noughth week. This is just terrifying. I don't want it to be noughth week already. Where have the last five weeks gone? Where has the academic year gone? And unlike most, I don't want to go back. I like it here. And I know I like it in Oxford too. It's just that noughth week is going to be hideous and awful, as I've got three collections to revise for on Fridcay and Saturday, and an assignment and essay to do for next week. Hideous.
3. And as well as that, I had a bit of a revelation. Saturday night featured the first episode of the
But here is the revelation. By the time episode number thirteen, Doomsday, rolls around, not only will I have got through all my remaining teaching-time, written all my essays and done all my assignments, I will have sat my prelims and said a final goodbye to my attic. In fact, I will be home for the summer - well, home for July; I will be various other places in August and September - by the last week of June. It goes quickly. It goes far too quickly. Where is the year disappearing off to?
Anyway. I have decided that I will be home, post-term, post-exams, with a month of total laziness and, possibly, working in the bookshop, and there will be two episodes of Doctor Who to go, and it will be the perfect time for the much-talked-about Tenth Doctor ficathon. I threatened to do it a year ago when I was wrapping up the Ninth Doctor ficathon, and when I was making discreet enquiries as to fandom's interest in a re-run, it seems people want to do it when we've got a good chunk of canon behind us. Also, if I do sign-ups two weeks before the series ends, it means the due date will be something to look forward to after the season finale.
So there we go. That is what I have to look forward to. If, of course, people are interested this year as they were last year, but let's hope. And
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4. I am hoping to finish the Remus/Tonks epic story before I go back up and lose all desire to write. Unfortunately, the story that was a 1500-word snippet at the end of March is now 14,000 words long. Sigh.
5. And finally, and a little randomly, does anyone know anything about Ani DiFranco? Pandora keeps telling me that I'd like her, presumably because I like the Indigo Girls, and I have managed to acquire one song by her, this one, Both Hands. It is absolutely lovely, and I'd love to hear more; however, it seems as though she's the most prolific artist in the history of the world. I am confused. Anyone who is a fan of her and can rec my her best stuff would be much appreciated.
6. I had the most peculiar dream last night. It involved going shoe-shopping with
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7. Back to revision. Siiiiiigh.
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on 2006-04-17 02:55 pm (UTC)NOT FUN.
Easter Monday is like any other bank holiday, I suppose. DIY, sleeping in, drinking a bit, and eating the remainder of the Easter egg. Or maybe that's just what I do. Easter Sunday is when most people go to church for the first time all year, also eat too much chocolate, generally have a beef or pork joint and a full roast dinner. Sometimes there are Easter egg hunts. The whole festival is a cunning combination of the Christian ideas of the resurrection of Jesus (hence: Happy Zombie Jesus Day!) and also the pagan festival for the goddess Eostra (see the name there?) which is for re-birth and fertility and all that good fun.
Are you around for a squee-filled conversation at some point in today? I have a phoneline!
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on 2006-04-17 03:15 pm (UTC)(Also, this means Ten is Jesus Christ! He was born at Christmas and he's come back at Easter!)
I am home all day. Call away!
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on 2006-04-17 04:40 pm (UTC)OTOH, her less-political stuff is great--quirky and poetic and genuine.
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on 2006-04-17 04:41 pm (UTC)5. I love Ani, but haven't managed to turn up the CD with her mp3s on it (although Meredith Files 2001 is proving extremely amusing), so I'll give you what I have on my computer right now: Falling is Like This (http://s53.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=2WKLXCSND5FJR0MVWOEK1PV8R1), and Sorry I Am (http://s53.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=0SBGREJDY2LET3EW0IX5SDAXIR). If I find CD, I send more, yes? Ani is a genius.
*snuggles you* You'll make it through Noughth week.
... how do you pronounce that? Nough[t]th week, or nough[th] week?
I can't wait to read your remus/tonks fic.
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on 2006-04-17 06:30 pm (UTC)5. Thank you so much! Please do send more!
*snuggle* You pronounce it the second way. It sort of makes your tongue hurt if you say it a lot. Remus/Tonks, yay! (also has Sirius/Remus, because that's just canon. *g*)
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on 2006-04-17 05:01 pm (UTC)Well, obviously not really, but my mum sort-of-is. It was dad's lot that had us baptised *glares at the family*
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on 2006-04-17 06:12 pm (UTC)...
Um. But when I used to
live in civilizationhave a familycelebrate it, it was a sort of second-order holiday, smaller than Christmas (and Thanksgiving) but bigger than any other celebration. In the morning my siblings and I would come downstairs, and there would be three ribbons, each one labeled with one kid's name, tied to the banister in the front hall. You'd have to follow your ribbon, which would lead to your Easter basket filled with candy. Later in the day, we'd usually go over to an aunt or uncle's house and meet up with the local extended family for Easter dinner/lunch, movies, and maybe an egg hunt. (And one year, an egg drop with homemade protective devices.)I really do miss Easter.
Re: Ani: one of my suitemates is her biggest fan of all time, and she has good taste in music, but I have to admit I don't know that much of her work. I'd recommend "You Had Time," (http://s51.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=136GZVUVPI0DO3T43P3RPYWP95) which is one of the prettiest songs I know. ("Both Hands" is lovely, too--that's a great start.)
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on 2006-04-17 06:48 pm (UTC)From a pagan standpoint, this is a bastardization of spring equinox rituals. It celebrates the return of the sun and the lengthening of the days. For our Easter, we ate pork roast with the last of the cabbage, carrots, and potatoes we had in the house because traditionally this is the time of year when the diet turns to greens and tomatoes and green beans.
Either way, it's basically a day of gathering family together and celebrating the fact that we can be together.
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on 2006-04-17 07:19 pm (UTC)Also. What are you doing Friday night? That's not meant to sound quite so much like a seedy proposition, but am having a birthday party!
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on 2006-04-17 10:09 pm (UTC)Friday night, I am all yours. Well, I will be fretting over collections, but that's not important. *g*
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on 2006-04-17 08:22 pm (UTC)where sometimes we are given more eggs! but generally the kids, *sigh*Some of us just go to church and have wonderful, beautiful, amazing music - sorry, I am still so squeeful over last night. It was wondrous. All the best music comes out on red letter days of the ecclesiastical calendar. *g*I hadn't quite connected the fact that yes, first year of university, including exams, results, crazy end of year partying, and all, will be over before this series of DW finishes. That's, um, kind of scary. Weird.
Shoe-shopping with me? Odd. *g* I dreamt about setting my alarm clock the other day ... strange things, our subconsciouses.
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on 2006-04-17 09:00 pm (UTC)I have never once wanted to go back to Oxford in Oth week. I love it here, don't get me wrong. But I hate the feeling of going back. The fact that it makes everyone else bouncy and cheerful doesn't help either...
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on 2006-04-17 10:33 pm (UTC)On an unrelated note, your icon is love.
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on 2006-04-18 08:40 am (UTC)And you are so right that the Tenth Doctor-- born at Christmas, reappeared at Easter-- must be Jesus. Next time I get a Jehovah's Witness on the doorstep, I shall be sorely tempted to ask him if he's accepted the salvation of Doctor Who into his heart.