i'm a little teapot

This is a video of my dad and his friend playing "Auld Lang Syne" earlier this evening. (And my god it's almost 1.30am and they're still at it. o__O) My dad played the piano, and his friend played the saxophone. Witness my brother's yearning to join the adults, the many instruments found around in our living room (the harp we got from Cebu couldn't be seen clearly, alas), and the Christmas tree that we haven't put away yet. Listen to my conversation with my aunt at the beginning of the video, as we wondered whether her camera captures sound or not:

I finally got around to start watching the first season of Rome; am now in episode 5. While it's a bit heavy-handed with the sex scenes (we get that Romans were depraved, there's no need to show it every ten minutes or so), I love it so far. Octavian has to be my favorite character: he's a cold young man, and you know he hates being babied by his mother, but then he puts up with it anyway (to lay down foundations with which to manipulate her, I suspect), heh.

Also, it took me five episodes to realize that Cicero is played by Mr. Collins. I think the spinelessness of the Senator is what clued me in, ha.

I can't wait to get my hands on season two. I want the Caesar storyline to end so I could focus on more Octavian yummies, oh yes. :D

ETA: Looked around a bit, when I found a blogpost featuring very, VERY not-safe-for-work pictures of Octavian getting it on with Livia. I will never watch the 2005 version of Pride & Prejudice the same way again because of that. I'm very much tempted to yell, "Don't let that boyish exterior fool you -- Mr. Bingley likes it rough, yo!" at Jane everytime they're on-screen together, heh.

I've just finished watching episode 10. Oh, season two DVD, where are you?!

In order to celebrate the first official day of Christmas break, I give you...

...Monty Python Meets Star Wars:

This made me laugh so much. It reminds me of conversations with my mom that go like this:

Mom: Val, na-ano mo na ba yung ano at ano?
Me: Oo, na-ano ko na yung ano.
Mom: Sige, 'wag mong kalimutan anuhin din yung ano mamaya, ha.

And whenever my sister and I spot Mormon missionary n00bs on the elevator, we'd go "Bababa ba?" "Bababa!" to confuse them. xD Ahahaha. I love confusing foreigners. They always get a classic "WTF?!" look on their faces when we do that. xD

The point of the laboratory exercise was to DEPRESS the freezing point of the stearic acid-unknown fatty acid solution, and yet my setup clearly didn't know about that because goddamnit the freezing point DIDN'T GO DOWN.

And not only did it NOT go down, my derived molecular weights are all over the place! From 160.107g/mol to 2016.461g/mol in one trial FTW!

This is going to be the crappiest craptastic crap lab report I'll ever pass, the likes of which I hope to never encounter again. *sigh*

Someone sent this to Banzy, who shared it with the rest of the block:

MENTAL HOSPITAL HOTLINE ANSWERING MACHINE MESSAGES:

Hello and welcome to the mental hospital hotline.

-If you are obsessive-compulsive, please press 1 repeatedly.

-If you are dependent, please ask someone to press 2 for you.

-If you have multiple personalities, please press 3, 4, 5, and 6.

-If you are paranoid, we know who you are and what you want. Stay on the line so we can trace your call.

-If you are delusional, press 7 and your call will be transferred to the mothership.

-If you are schizophrenic, listen carefully and a small voice will tell you which number to press.

-If you are depressed, it doesn't matter which number you press. No one will answer anyway.

-If you have bipolar disorder, please leave a message after the beep, before the beep, or after the beep. Please wait for the beep.

-If you have short term memory loss, please press 9.

-If you have short term memory loss, please press 9.

-If you have short term memory loss, please press 9.

and it looks so shiny yay! My write-up is probably the shortest in my class, but I don't care. I've always liked things short and concise anyway. xD

There were numerous typos and instances where the layout looks weird. The IV-7 write-up is one instance. O.o

In any case, the write-up for The Adviser of DOOM amused me. Receiving an honorarium from the Ateneo for best university advertiser indeed! (They forgot to add that if there ever was a Queena Lee-Chua fanclub, The Adviser of DOOM would be the president. xD)

I notice that seeing The Adviser of DOOM's face didn't send me to an apoplectic fit of rage this time. Is this proof of the veracity of the adage, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder"?

So. Yes. My sister and I went to Bonifacio High Street earlier. Neil Gaiman was there. And he smiled in our direction. But my sister wasn't quick enough to whip out the camera so we don't have shots of his face up front. But. But. I WAS IN THE PRESENCE OF NEIL GAIMAN. I wasn't more than ten meters away from him! I nearly swooned!

Here, have a picture of him holding a board with the word "QUINTESSENTIAL" on it:



Never mind the fact that I stood around for almost two hours, thereby making my ankle to get sore again. BUT IT WAS WORTH IT. WORTH IT I TELL YOU!

Also, ang kapal ng mukha ni Eric Mana. Sinabi na nga na walang book signing, nagpa-pirma pa ng libro! XD

Dudes, this is one huge-ass typhoon:



It's covering all of Luzon and almost all of Visayas! (Yet the rains haven't started yet...now I'm getting nervous.)

Just woke up. Blegh.

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The doctor forbade me from going to school today so I won't aggravate my ankle injury. Normally I'd rejoice, only I'm supposed to have a quiz today, for my terror prof. GAH. I don't know what her policies are for missing a quiz because of an injury, but I hope she lets me make up for it through extra credit or something. I want an A for her class, damn it. >___>

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My mom's finding me a cane or something, so she could call me House. @___@ Oh, mom. I should have never lent her my House, MD DVDs....