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[06 Jan 2010|05:50am] |
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Finally submitted a help desk ticket, this is my response:
Hello,
We are sorry for the inconvenience, but your account is set up on the old server, which was removed for technical reasons. Please delete your current account and create a new one (it will automatically be placed on a new server) to avoid further discrepancies.
Please kindly note there are no backups of accounts hosted on server8, and you will need to reupload all files again.
Thank you for using our services,
Helpdesk Staff
See icon, rinse, repeat.
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| A culinary question... |
[04 Jan 2010|07:02pm] |
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I'm really hankering after green bean casserole (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) nebula99, this is your fault - all your talk of American food!) and whenever I've made it in the States we've always been able to buy packets of crispy french fried onions. But I've never seen anything like them sold over here in the UK. Does anyone know of an equivalent? Or alternatively, a way to make them yourself?
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| Dexter! |
[03 Jan 2010|09:18pm] |
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Dexter! |
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So I finally started watching Dexter. LOVE it. And to make it even better - they mentioned Xena. I swear, nothing makes me happier than when a newish fandom mentions my favourite fandom of all time. Yes. I am strange. But we knew that already!
Xena Con is coming up very very soon! 32 Days and counting! *squee*
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| Sanctuary |
[03 Jan 2010|05:58pm] |
As I've finished SG:A, instead of watching SGU, I've tossed in my Sanctuary DVDs. I've watched the original webisodes, and I'm almost done with the first disc of regular eps.
While I'm now used to Amanda's not-quite-convincing English accent, I am enjoying it. My favourite abnormal so far is the two-faced-man. After finishing SG:A, I'd so love it if one face was Chuck and the other Chet. But that's just me, and I'm weird.
I foresee me prowling Sanctuary icon sites in the hear future.
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| Recap |
[03 Jan 2010|11:48am] |
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I'll attempt to recap the holidays and such, but I'm sure I've forgotten something along the way.
The haul:
Electric guitar
Omelet pan
8" wok
Gift card to Hu Hot
Book w/cd on how to play guitar
Rachel Ray knife
2 DCSO t-shirts
Scrub top
Christmas Eve at home with Mom and Tom, Christmas Day at Grandma's as Uncle Mark and Jan were home from Tennessee, and Boxing Day with Dad, Ashley and Grandma. Not sure I want to have than many Christmases anymore. It's January now and I'm still worn out.
Chelsea had a fairly good holiday time on the pitch. A draw against Birmingham on Boxing Day gave way to a 2-1 win against Fulham on the 28th and today's 5-0 FA Cup crushing over Watford. I'm a bit disappointed this match wasn't televised at all with so many of our young guys playing. And Sturridge scoring his first two goals out of preseason.
I finished Stargate: Atlantis last night, so I need to get started on all the SGU on the DVR.
My web host I've loved since 2007 has decided to join the ranks of crappy hosts. I've lost everything including my Coppermine gallery with 2000+ graphics I've made and all my book lists from 2006 to present. *grumbles*
Oh, and to welcome me into the new year, I'm getting sick. Sore throat, stuffy nose, can't get enough sleep, muscle weakness, etc. NyQuil the past two nights hasn't seemed to do much to stave this off. My voice is doing weird things today.
Ok, so that recap sucks. But it's as good as it's gonna get at this point.
P.S. I got a not-a-Christmas card on New Years Eve from xheartrockx because she knew I'd cry like a little girl if I didn't.
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| Don't even talk to me... |
[03 Jan 2010|02:53pm] |
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Josh Groban: Remember When It Rained |
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Leeds. Bloody Leeds. We lost to Leeds.
Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.
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| My favourite thing this Christmas...? |
[03 Jan 2010|12:54pm] |
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Hans Zimmer: In the Tunnels |
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My rubber ducks.
Yeah, I know, don't pull that face at me. My aunt gave us all rubber ducks as our table presents during our Christmas dinner - mine was a Diva Duck, white with black spots and a diamante necklace. My mother's seems to be a drunken lush duck, with a silver tinsel boa and a bottle of champagne, and my dad's was a gardener duck, with a trowel and a gardening apron. My parents are not rubber duck people, so they gave theirs to me.
And then I bought a Duck A L'Orange duck because it matches the towels in my bathroom perfectly and has the cutest little French necktie. And then, then I found these, which I just adore.
( Michael Quackson... )
( Mr Spuck... )
A Mr Spock rubber duck! My life is now complete.
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| 2. The Little Stranger - Sarah Waters |
[03 Jan 2010|12:42pm] |
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Hans Zimmer: Jade |
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2 - The Little Stranger - Sarah Waters
Pages: 512
I've loved all of Sarah Waters' books and this one is no exception. I honestly could not put it down. I stopped reading only to sleep, which may have been a bad idea, because lying there in the dark I couldn't stop thinking about the book and managed to scare myself silly!
This is such a wonderfully creepy read, really unsettling and spooky. Hundreds Hall is right up there with those other beautiful yet sinisters fictional houses, like Manderley, Bly or Thornfield Hall. Part of its power, I think, is that you're never quite sure what the story is - is it an old-fashioned ghost story or something more psychological? I think it's quite similar to The Turn of the Screw in that it will polarise opinion - for some there is a ghost, for others it's about mental imbalance.
What I liked, apart from that intriguing ambiguity about who or what is behind it all, is how it's about more that the dark events at the centre of the novel - it's about the post-war decline of the landed aristocracy, the break-up of the old large estates, the conflicts between the classes. It lends a richness and depth to what is already a thumping good read.
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| I'm home! |
[02 Jan 2010|04:07pm] |
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Dixie Chicks: Godspeed (Sweet Dreams) |
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*clings to my little flat*
Oh home, I did miss you. It's nice to go back to Derbyshire, but this is definitely my home now. And I missed it, I missed my own space and all my things.
Ahh, home.
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| 1. The Third Reich at War - Richard J. Evans |
[01 Jan 2010|09:00pm] |
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1 - The Third Reich at War: How the Nazis Led Germany from Conquest to Disaster - Richard J. Evans
Pages: 960
Non-Fiction
This is the final book in a trilogy spanning Nazi Germany right through from its origins in the years after the First World War through to the end of the war in the 1945. This book deals with the war itself, purely from the pespective of the Germans. It's quite interesting to read about the book from this one angle, since most histories of the period deal with the whole thing or all of the combatants or a particular front.
What comes across very clearly is the persistant Nazi over-reaching, particularly with the invasion of the Soviet Union. The author clearly ascribes to the belief that the Nazi defeat was inevitable once that happened, that even with the resources of all the occupied countries at their disposal, the Nazis couldn't hope to defeat the combined resources and economic power of the Soviet Union, the British Empire and, later, the United States.
It also highlights Hitler's own role in Germany's downfall, in refusing to listen to his generals, in refusing to accept facts that didn't fit his view of the situation, and allowing his genocidal desire to exterminate the Jews to divert vital manpower, finances and arms away from the war itself.
This is a very very good book, one of the best on Nazi Germany I've read.
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| Can't talk... |
[01 Jan 2010|07:49pm] |
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Too busy crying.
( *sobs*... )
The one thing I don't like about Doctor Who is how little time you have to say goodbye. Other shows, you have cliffhangers, you have season breaks or story arcs when characters die, but with Who you've no sooner watched one beloved character than BAM! you're hit in the face with his replacement. It's too much, too soon. I'd rather the season ended on the act of regeneration and you waited until next season to see the next Doctor.
Oh David. You will be missed. Matt Smith has big shoes to fill, and I for one don't think it's possible. Eleven is not my Doctor.
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| It's D-Day... |
[01 Jan 2010|03:34pm] |
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And by that I mean David Tennant Day. Or possibly Doctor Who Day. Either way, I fully expect to end the day weeping inconsolably and taking to my bed to mourn.
Can we just, I don't know, stop time? I don't want 6.40pm to come. I don't want to watch this episode. I don't want to watch Ten die. And I don't want David to go. I know I said all these things back in 2005 when Chris left and David took over, but...I don't know, this time it's different. We only had Nine for one season, but we've had Ten for four years now; and no offence to Chris, but David has just been brilliant.
The only way I will feel remotely better about this is if Steven Moffat announces plans for a Four Doctors special and brings back Eight, Nine and Ten. Or does an episode focusing on Not!Ten and Rose in the parallel universe. What, it could happen!
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