eumelia: (Default)

This house is a hub of technological dysfunction.
Or maybe there's just something about Mel.

Over the months of anticipation for the Iron Man DVD, I've been watching other movies and series on the home teevee and DVD machine.

No really.
Try and guess what happened when I began to watch this oh so anticipated movie.
That's right.
The signal between the DVD machine and the fucking teevee was lost.
No signal.
No picture.
No Tony Fucking Stark in a Shiny Metal Jacket!

The Universe hates me.
Hates me!!!!!


The frustration is killing me!
First Frida, then the home network (which is fixed thank you new telephone wire) and now the fucking DVD decides to fucking malfunction - even though it's actually the teevee that decided that Iron Man and the special features within are not for Mel's consumption.

What! The! Fuck!

Forget about the Universe hating me.
I hate this bloody Universe!

Please not that this is all in reference to the past half hour. The Universe and the World are filled with Many Good Things unrelated to seeing Robert Downey Junior don an exo-suit and flying around to the sound of heavy metal music.
Which I currently cannot do.


Sep. 22nd, 2008 12:18 am
eumelia: (Default)
Well, the Now-Local Fam have moved to their own flat after living at the Asylum for almost six weeks.

I'm looking forward to visiting them in their own place and babysitting Nevvie and Niece, which will be extra fun because my oldest friend happens to live in the same building.

It was a funny coincidence that Friend's mother told Mother Unit about a vacating flat in that building. The street has a kindergarten such across them and a local elemntray school very close by so it's ideal.

I'm happy they're living there now and I'm happy they're back close to us.

I'm also happy to have a quiet asylum to run around in without bumping into all sorts of children and their stressed out parents.

Most of all I'm happy for them and that fact that they'll finally have some normalcy and routine and won't have to deal with an extra four people that really shouldn't be co-habiting a small space like ours - this goes both ways of course.

Anywho, one exam down, one exam to go.

Wednesday is to be freedom day when it comes to this exam season.
Cross fingers, hold thumbs and wish me broken legs!
eumelia: (Default)
I'm slowly but surely working my way into being the cool Aunt, if only by default.

The Jerusalem contingency (The two Nephews, Amos (7) and Shaul (3 going on 4)) I believe perceive me to be that easily irritated lady with cool books and toys... and Justice League cartoon episodes - they're far too young to read the comic books, but they're at the right age to learn that Batman, along with Wonder Woman (and yes, okay, Superman as well) rock the socks.
They are back with their 'rental units in Jerusalem, so the Asylum is not as hectic as it was over the last weekend.

The Local contingency have vastly improved their attitudes towards me. Libby (2), the Niece, actually initiates contact with me and no longer gives me Hard Stares when I talk to her or suggest something. The child is very, very independent. Her catch phrase is "No! Me do it", though she speaks beautifully with quite a large vocabulary which includes colours, numbers and other words of command - not bad for a two and half year old kid, eh.

Her big brother, Shvo (6), I think sees me as a fluctuating person, going from authority figure to play thing - my tolerance for repetition* game is thin. However, he being a precocious six year is into pushing the limits so he has also begun to say "dirty words" like "Heck" and "Damn" which his 'rental units don't approve.

Personally, I'm a potty mouth so I don't mind him using "bad" words in my presence. Not to mention that he has read all the buttons that I have on my canvas bag - buttons which include Zero to Bitch in 4.0 Seconds and I'm a very loving and positive person, so don't give me any negative bullshit asshole. In addition, the local Buffy Fan-club produces buttons and stickers with prime quotes, of which I have several on the same bag and they include: Out. For. A. Walk. Bitch and Sodding, blimey, shagging, knickers, bollocks... Oh God! I'm English - that Spike... gotta love him.
And yes that was me bragging about my button collection, sue me.

Suffice to say I've added quite a bit to his bad-word vocabulary, which is fine when it's the two of us and we're laughing and making fart jokes... but I'm not keen on his mother (my older sister-sibling) telling me to stop teaching him these things.

Ain't I the coolest.

* Wherein you repeat everything a person says to them, e.g: Moi: Come here.
Him: Come here
Moi: Stop that
Him: Stop that
Moi: I said enough
Him: I said enough
Moi: Don't make me raise my voice
Him: Don't make me raise my voice
Ad nauseam.


Aug. 19th, 2008 01:26 am
eumelia: (Default)
The eldest Sibling is in Berlin. Germany.

The Sibling-in-law (spouse of the sibling above) is in Copenhagen. Denmark.

Their children are staying in the Asylum. Arkham.

Jealous. Is what I am.

That's all.

Good night.
eumelia: (Default)
I'd say there was something new in the Asylum, but alas there is nothing new.

Youngest child is asleep.
Second youngest is currently watching Cartoon Network, which is fun for everyone.
Second oldest is playing Lego.
Oldest is getting his Beatles 'do cut off.

It's hot like bloody hell with the air conditioning, proving that there too many people in this house.
Though it's lovely to have the entire family back in the same time zone and continent, but everyone living under one roof is a wee bit much.

But we're dealing, everyone in their own way. Mainly by waiting for siesta time and trying to stay out of each other's way.
eumelia: (Default)
Per request of eldest sibling I am now going to tell you all what it is like to have four children (as the Jerusalem Nephews will be spending time with us while their Parental Units are away) in one house.

One word.


A few more words.

Very happy, though tears have been shed and jet lag is still par for the course when it comes to the America Family to be renamed the Local Fam/Nephew & Niece as they are now staying in my parents house, which happens to be where I live and they will be living in my town.

I predict a melt down in the coming hours due to pure exhaustion.
I predict a melt down of this kind every day while there are four children between the age of seven and two.

As a devoted Auntie I will be helping the Granny and the other parents who are staying with us.

So, yeah...

Will be reporting more insanity no doubt.

I'm also renaming the house we are living in Arkham Asylum - with the accompanying tag.


Aug. 12th, 2008 10:13 pm
eumelia: (Default)
The America Family are on their way back!

And they're staying.



Sister (and my bro-in-law) and Babies (aged 6 and soon to be 3 - God she's big *sniff*) and they're here to stay.

They'll be living with us for a while before moving into their own place.



eumelia: (Default)

June 2015

 12345 6

V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.


-"V for Vendetta"


Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags


RSS Atom
Page generated Oct. 24th, 2017 07:57 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios