Wow. Today is going to be a weird day. My alarm went off at 7:15 today, and I think I just rolled over and turned it off – I have a vague memory of flicking the switch. I went back to sleep, not even conscious of what I’d done – but apparently it worked on my unconscious, because at 8:20 I sat bolt upright and said, “Oh, God!” then looked at the clock. I managed to shower, dress, feed my fish, scrape some frost from my car windshield, and catch the 8:45 bus at the Lied Center, which put me in class at roughly 5 ’til 9. Luckily, this was just in time to make sure that my workbook was checked and my homework could still be turned in. Whew. For some reason, my Spanish teacher has been extremely nice to me lately, ever since my Spanish buddy withdrew from school and abandoned me. There were four girls in my corner of the classroom at the beginning of the year – now there’s only me, and one other girl very intermittenly.
Anyway, then I rushed off to the computer lab to print off the paper that was due in my 9:30 class. This paper is the reason I slept in this morning, as I stayed up until roughly 3 working on it – not that that was necessary. I could have written it much earlier in the evening, if I hadn’t been caught up in watching the final few episodes of Disc 5 of “Alias.” More on that below. So, the paper was supposed to be a paper comparing two of the authors that we’ve read in class recently. We were also told we could be creative about it. So, at around 1 a.m., creativity sounded like a great idea, particularly considering I hadn’t read the books. I ended up writing something that is titled, I’m not kidding: “Posthumous Conversation Betwen Mssrs. Nietzsche and Marx at the Request of an Author Playing God.” Basically, I needed an easy way to get Marx and Nietzsche to compare their opinions of religion, but in a way that didn’t require much citation of the books – since I don’t own them. We’ll see if this ends up working out. I did get it printed, though, and arrived at class a little late – only to see the entire room empty, save for Instructor Angry. She had cancelled class and was just accepting our papers. Yay. So now I’m home.
About “Alias”: What a distraction! I’ve found that I’m definitely more interested in the personal relationships than in the actual CIA mission things. This disc and disc 4 have greatly increased Jack Bristow in my esteem – in fact, he’s becoming a favorite. Aw, poor Jack! Tricked by his wife! Trying to finally be a decent Dad! How lovely. The line to Devlin about “If she wasn’t my daughter…” was really well done. Also, I might be developing a little Victor Garber thing. Gah.
I made the mistake(?) of consulting TelevisionWithoutPity after viewing the last episode, because Noah’s death and apparent establishment as the Snowman was too much of a cliffhanger for me. I’ve now read synopses through the second or third show of Season 2. The TWOP recapper isn’t the best I’ve seen – she’s funny but a little hard to follow, as she keeps changing her names for people. I am amused by Spy Barbie and Spy Daddy. Tee hee. I also agree on the wonder that is Michael Vartan, and I look forward to actually *seeing* his tattoo in an upcoming episode. The weird thing is, Vaughn isn’t really my favorite character. I need him to prove himself a better agent, maybe – I’ve only watched the one mission with him and Syd in the Vatican, and also his trip to SD-6. I understand he’s more of a desk guy than a field agent, but I’d really like to see some elaborate ass kicking from him. I was starting to dig Noah as a partner for Sydney simply because their ability to kick ass and their ruthless toughness was equal.
I do love TWOP, though, for the snarkiness that hides the love, in lines like this: “I looked for ANYTHING that might not lead me to believe that the continuity team was smoking dope and playing Super Mario Sunshine on the day they shot this scene.”
And happy birthday, Pete Best.