Has been rather a while since my last blog, mainly because I felt I really haven't had much to contribute to this site (or any other - I love to lurk, mostly ). That's changed a little recently, as I've rediscovered an older show that I really enjoyed, and so have been pecking away at the guide. I've managed to update the first season, recaps are still an option, and am starting with the second. It's a good time for this since we're coming up to summer, and considering I prefer sci-fi shows and the CSI franchises, I pretty much wind up with nothing to watch for three months. Luckily to fill at least some of the void are the summer blockbusters - if it blows up, you can usually find me there - and I've seen two of the three in line so far.

Star Trek - once I got over the screaming (not really, but I did get told to "shhhh!") I really liked it. I have to go see it again, as I was rather distracted during the first go round, but hey, it's Star Trek - I'm there! A friend of mine went to see it and was also told to "shhhh!" so we've decided we should go together, because we each understand where the other is coming from. We've also decided we should ALWAYS see ST movies together first, before we go with anybody else, just so we don't get told to "shhh!"

I've also finally seen X-Men Origins: Wolverine. That took a little while because my guy didn't want to see it - said the first X-Men movies left him rather cold - and I was trying to arrange with another friend to go see it but our schedules just weren't meshing. So, yesterday I gave up and went solo. I was one of a whole three people in the theatre - lol! I thought it was lots of fun, and filled in the backstory quite nicely. I have no idea how close to canon it is, I haven't picked up a comic since I was about nine and then it was usually Superman or Justice League, that's it.

With the possibility of being dragged to see Angels & Demons, I finally saw The DaVinci Code last weekend - may I just say "Meh..." It was okay, but as there was a fair amount of explanation required - aka talking - I found there were a number of parts that dragged a lot, and it's a long movie to have it drag. Luckily I had my laptop set up by my seat on the couch, so I was able to surf and snoop things out while watching to keep myself more entertained. Probably a good thing I hadn't found Vampire Wars on Facebook yet, or I wouldn't have watched any of the movie.

We also watched Passchendaele, a Canadian movie (*gasp* No, say it isn't so!!!) that's actually pretty good. I was more interested in that than DaVinci (more things went boom?) even though it, too, is not quite my usual type of movie. However, it was writted, directed by and starring Paul Gross whom I've enjoyed ever since Due South, and he's not looking pudgy like Tom Hanks is, so from the word "go" it had the advantage

Work goes, home is more fun I just got a new kitty, finally, after having to put my cats down in the past year. My one cat went last July, and the other went in February. I missed them both, though the second one hit me really hard, because she was just so sweet and quiet and tired at the end. She was so snuggly, and that just wasn't like her usually - she was a kitty who perched on you, she never relaxed and lay down until the end there, when all I could do was try to say goodbye. I bawled like a baby on the way home, and even called in to work and asked for the afternoon off because I needed a little time to just be miserable and miss her. It still makes me sad to think of it. I have Jak-jak now, though - it took me a while to work around to having another cat, and I was always determined not to have a boy-anything, so of course here he is, thumbing his little kitty nose at me. A former driver at work was adopting out her three young cats - George, Trouble and Thunder - so I went to have a look. From the pics and descriptions I was thinking of taking George (really cute tabby stripe) but I didn't pass the interview with him - he kept taking off whenever I got near. Then Trouble, well, he could take me or leave me, but Thunder was just smitten - and so was I. So, I brought him home and renamed him Jak-jak, in part because Thunder was just too big and serious a name for this slinky little black and white kitty. He also knocked over my aloe plant and dug out some of the dirt the first or second night he was there, so he's a mischevious little sneak, too. He hid for the first couple of days, as to be expected, and I didn't drag him out to be mean, but merely because I wasn't happy with where he was hiding. I put him in the linen cabinet instead of one place he'd found, and then under the couch to substitute for the other place that was really not suitable. I made sure he didn't feel trapped or penned in, and tried my best to make sure Honey didn't bug him excessively. As a result, after a couple of weeks now he's happy enough that he's out to greet me when I come home from work, and confident enough around Honey that he'll even go walk right by her and smack his tail in her face to get her to play. I'm so glad he's happy. He's a sucky cat, too - loves nothing more than to start by sitting on my lap to be petted, then turning himself into a pretzel, twisting around so that I get all the good spots as I pet him.

The other exciting thing for me is that my upstairs neighbours are moving out! Now I just REALLY hope that whoever ends up moving in isn't worse... I had hopes when I moved in last November that we could at least be cordial neighbours, but there's something off-putting about being called a moron, even indirectly. There were also the notes, each with its own little dig, and the random moving of a bucket I kept outside the door. If they'd asked at the start, I would have moved it myself, but they didn't. There was also the matter of having the town paper delivered - I wanted it, he didn't, I'd call to start delivery, when the paper showed up he'd call to cancel it. Finally I asked if he wanted the paper too, since he'd taken the one that had been delivered for me, and he said no, he'd been trying to get delivery stopped for four months - the length of time I'd been there. I asked him to please stop cancelling it, and pointed out he was not the only tenant in the house. This guy (and his wife) are in their early fifties, at a guess, and he especially acts like he's about six years old. It's really annoying, and I'll be very glad when they're gone. Rod suggested we get a couple lawn chairs and sit wiith drinks in our hands and watch while they move out next weekend, which would probably be very entertaining. Yes, I can be petty and evil at times - I'm sorry, I'm human.

Anyway, that's about all that's going on right now Thanks for reading, you three - you know who you are