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|| AP:  Killer king

I'm in the basement, you're in the sky...

This weekend I'm going to get to see Neil Gaiman. It's only started really kicking in in the last day or so and now I'm sort of like !!! about it. NEIL. MEETING NEIL. I think I might faint, you guys. He's so !!!

I'll also be seeing Amanda Palmer on the same weekend and then again the next weekend. I feel so shiny and awesome. And tonight we're finishing Battlestar and that is pretty damn shiny as well.

Life is sweet. I'm kind of thrilled to be a part of it right at this moment.
BSG: The ending of another day

We'll drink a toast in the torture chamber

Alina introduced me to the music of Jill Tracy, who I can't really describe other than she's sort of eerie, and 40's-esque, and writes songs with lines like but, my dear, it's worth the pain/when you're pulling your insides out and makes it sound deliciously elegant and seductive. So pretty!

Clare is watching BSG and I am listening to (well, reading) her various excited sounds over MSN to the things happening. It's great fun!

Last night Ness brought over 'A Very Potter Musical', recorded directly from YouTube (oh, technology!) to show us and we all almost died at how adorable Voldemort and Quirrel were together because they were awesome best buds. It was quite entertaining. (And they could all sing well, as opposed to certain recent renditions of RENT that may have hurt my ears.)

After we dropped Ness home, we drove up the hills singing along to Amanda Palmer and once there I got to see Christchurch all spread out and lit up for the first time since I've lived here. (I've only ever been up there during the day - It's very pretty with all the sparkling nighttime lights.) We also got the watch the moon rise from there while we ate licorice all sorts. Pretty damn good night.

Jennifer! This is for you :)