Mar. 15th, 2012

rionaleonhart: final fantasy viii: found a draw point! no one can draw... (you're a terrible artist)
I have a spare ticket for Would I Lie to You? tomorrow (Friday 16th March). Would anyone like it? If you are over sixteen and can make it to Uxbridge tube station by 5.45ish tomorrow afternoon, you are qualified. The recording itself starts at seven o'clock and will probably be finished around ten. Claimed!


So this entry won't lose all purpose once the ticket has been claimed, have some scattered lines from the records I keep of my dreams:

- Dreamt I was being haunted by a portrait of a mad author, who kept visiting minor misfortune upon me (e.g. leaky ceilings) because I never seemed to get around to reading her book.

- After the seminar, I approached [Charlie] Brooker, who by this point had turned into a tabby cat.

- Also an overweight German prince sat on my lap.

- I was dragged before Hitler. He castigated me for my lack of manners. I had to apologise. It was extremely nerve-wracking.

- Dreamt that Simon Baker played an older Kurt Hummel [of Glee]. And apparently Kurt and his older self hung out quite a bit? And apparently his older self slept in a coffin on the grounds of McKinley like a vampire?

- Dream in which Blaine Anderson [of Glee] was very friendly and charming and also possibly a hitman for a dystopian government? Narration from the dream: 'To get by in this world, you had to either work hard or kill people. Blaine Anderson had killed a lot of people.' (I'm actually strangely taken with this idea.)
rionaleonhart: final fantasy x-2: the sun is rising, yuna looks to the future. (don't cross me)
Today, encouraged by [livejournal.com profile] th_esaurus, I started reading The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. I've only read the first four chapters, but I thought I'd note down my impressions so far.

It took me a while to dissociate The Hunger Games from Twilight, possibly because of the first-person perspective. When Katniss and Gale were hanging out on the outcrop, all I could think about was Edward Cullen sparkling in a meadow. So far, though, The Hunger Games seems to be quite a lot better than Twilight; the writing style is less laboured, the heroine is more likeable and things actually happen! Things can get a bit held up by flashbacks at points, but at the moment I'm enjoying this book.


Thoughts on the first four chapters of The Hunger Games. )


I love Katniss's love for Prim, to nobody's surprise. I'm vaguely fond of her friendship with Gale and have absolutely no desire for romance between them. I have an anti-desire for romance between them, in fact. My main 'shipping-related feeling towards this book so far is that Katniss/NOBODY PLEASE is my OTP.

Finally, and most importantly: I was bizarrely distressed when Katniss threw the packet of cookies out of the train window. THE IDEA OF COOKIES BEING WASTED IS JUST SO AWFUL. EVEN FICTIONAL COOKIES, APPARENTLY. I was looking forward to vicariously eating those, Katniss!