marguerite_krux: (emily-face of win)
Finally, I have defeated her. Today's tennis session- thrashed mother, 6-3. HA. And HA again, I say. *preens* Who will fetch me my muffins and bagels, eh? :P

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I recently finished reading Jim Butcher’s Princeps Fury, the fifth in his Codex Alera series, and it’s one of the best books ever.  Epic without being bogged down in clunky exposition and confusing detail, way more accessible than classics like Lord of the Rings, featuring a variety of characters with their own distinct personalities and stories, and most importantly, it has both a sense of humor and a bit of romance. I’m not a big fan of the trend for fantasies to turn into doom-and-gloom tragedies, so this series lifts my spirits.

 

*generalities* )


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*more specifically* )



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Unfortunately, this wonderful book has raised an appetite for fantasy. I say unfortunately, because I am so picky about what I expect that I am rarely pleased and more often disappointed. I've tried a few different fantasies in the past fortnight and I've enjoyed none of them so far.

In the first, the girl gets raped by the second chapter. To be fair, the rape wasn't gratuitous in the sense that it served no purpose, because it did shape her character and inform her actions, which started a series of events that had consequences throughout the rest of the book. But I don't care how brilliantly it's executed, I stop reading once it happens.

In another, it was going so well. Powerful magic dude rescues an urchin with powers of her own, and they work together to overthrow the corrupt system. I have a soft spot for these kinds of ships, ever since Daine/Numair in Tamora Pierce's The Immortals. [Call me deviant, I don't care. Although she was really young, but I'm ignoring that, lalala]. The book was so good that when I saw the second in Borders, I thought about buying it so I didn't have to wait for the library- except I read the blurb, everything came crashing down around my ears. The dude dies and she gets with some other guy. Ouch.

The third was part of a series. Absolutely adored the first book, again had plans to purchase them. But in the second, the chick finds out she's bonded to this vampire- who she has feeling for, I might add- and wants to get rid of the spell so she has sex with another guy. Wtf?! NO. I looked up the plot for the third book, and it's still about her relationship with the vampire and the UST and epic romance of it all, and I'm thinking, 'What's romantic about sleeping with another guy to try and sever the connection between her and the first guy?' So...yah. Down the drain.

The problem I have is that there are, for some reason, a lot of love triangles in fantasy novels. What is up with that? I'm a fan of the OTP so it hurts me deeply. What's so wrong with having the one couple and sticking to that, instead of trying to ratchet up the chick's number of sexual partners?

Please, gods, I have suffered enough. Send me more worthy fantasy novels, I beseech you.
marguerite_krux: (marguerite-fire)
It's settled. I'm going to be a super villain who has the power to steal teen metabolisms and[livejournal.com profile] spence_reid  is my sidekick. I flirted with the idea of being a hero and a force for good, but this is more true to my character, lol. Just need to think about costumes now! Since we're going to be super fit and have the perfect bodies, my options are endless!

I do like this number by [livejournal.com profile] cinegirl2000 .



I always saw Emily as more of a Wonder Woman type, since fotobridget2's fic Super Hero Family brainwashed me, but Elektra works too.

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Mother and I had another of our now-weekly tennis matches. Til mother goes back to school, anyway. Stupid school. Although, that's kinda like saying 'stupid paycheck', so I shall forgive mother the inconvenience of her working for a living and not being around to entertain me when I wish.

At any rate, I lost again, 6-4. *sighs* There was one crucial shot when we were on 5-4 that could've changed the direction of the game in my favor but I was too tired and a little overconfident and TOTALLY HIT THE NET. Ugh. Why is it in basketball or netball, they're all like, 'Nothing but net, baby' and it's a good thing, but here the net is baaaad. I shall brood over that one shot for the rest of the day now. >:{

But it wasn't all bad news. Even though I lost the match, at least I was engaging in physical exercise and burning calories. Since I can no longer rely on my teen metabolism, that is somewhat important if I don't want to become the human blimp. So it's a win-win situation, really. Or that's what I tell myself to make losing sting less, lol.

Also, mother took pity on me and bought me some water ices, so yay! It's cool when my pitifulness leads her to spoil me. :D Okay, so water ices aren't really healthy and shouldn't be a 'reward' for running around, sweating it out on a court- Katherine, my favorite bubble burster, informed me it's basically frozen sugar- but I have this bizarre affliction where I cannot read or watch something good without eating at the same time. Water ices are yummy, take a while to eat, they don't fill up your stomach and don't feel as naughty as say, chocolate. They're also way less expensive than chocolate, bonus!

But yeah, I have this compulsion to munch or gnaw on SOMETHING when reading or watching, otherwise I can't enjoy whatever it is I'm engaged in. One of the reasons I hate going to restaurants, because for some reason, it's considered rude to ignore the people you're with and read with your food. Stupid social conventions.

Memety meme meme.
[sorry,[livejournal.com profile] spence_reid , had to steal that, it made me crack up so much!]

Pick your fandoms before reading the questions...

1. The Lost World



2. Criminal Minds



3. Atlantis   




4. Kyle XY




5. The Mentalist



6. Battlestar: Galactica    


 

 

'...the last I looked, mine's a little worse for wear...' )



 





 



marguerite_krux: (roslin- never gets any easier)

 

Note to self: getting into the shower, realizing I still had my glasses on, ducking quickly to avoid splashing them and bashing my head against the wall? Not my finest hour. Omg, wait- the klutziness, the tripping, the idiocy...I'M EMULATING BELLA SWAN. KILL ME NOW. *headdesks*

- another tennis match with mother this morning...she beat me AGAIN, 6-3. I did worse than the first time, but my excuse is that after our epic first match, I'm all bruised and battered and not in my best form. Though I am in better shape than my father, who took her on over the weekend and limped away from battle with strained calf muscles in both legs, lol. He’ll be out of commission for a few weeks now. :P 

- finally bit the bullet and registered an insanejournal account. Here I am. Hope like hell I never need it because omg, I forgot how painful it was trying to figure out how to customize my journal. I looked at the option but I don't think I'm even allowed to personalize it. Although I suck at technical stuff, so maybe I'm holding myself back rather than the site, lol. They do offer ONE HUNDRED userpics right off, though, which made me a little dizzy because dear god, I had to pay HOW MUCH for that here?!

- OMGYAY, I’m awash with new ships! Please, gods, don’t let me down. I’m so into The Mentalist it’ll break my heart if this one goes down the drain.

    *Patrick and Lisbon’s flirty banter and cutesy exchanges are killing me with squee. The end of ep 9, with them running in the rain, was pretty sweet. Ep 10, however, surpassed its awesomeness a million times over. I about died from giggly glee.


    *And In Plain Sight...*dies* Just when I thought I didn't have it in me to fall for another police procedural. The character's name is Mary, which made me partial to liking her before I even met her, lol. She's one of those smart asses that make wisecracks all the time and makes her boss's life hell by playing fast and loose with the rules. Pretty much like House or Patrick Jane, except I'm shipping partners here, NOT boss/subordinate, kthxbai.

- I'm no good at thinking up captions, and I applaud those with the talent to do so. [One of my favorite time-wasting sites is icanhascheezburger.com, heh.] But this RL pic of my cousin's cat, Checkers, and their bird, Icarus makes me lol.



Look at that, no fear! It's not surprising, though. The bloody bird is a tyrant, it literally rules the roost. I mean, you'd think the life expectancy of a free flying bird in a house with TWO cats would be limited, but it is a vicious thing and totally freaks them out, heh.


 


marguerite_krux: (cuddy-unhappyface)
I was just wondering why my back and particularly my right shoulder are sore.

Then I remembered PLAYING TENNIS with mother this morning. The height of insanity, I tell you. I have a mandatory wake-up time of 7:30, which I am seriously pissed over because eight and a half hours of sleep just doesn't cut it for me. Then I take momentary leave of my senses and agree to rise at 7 AM to play tennis, for god's sake. *headdesk*

The bad news is that I lost. But I can count the number of times I've played in the last five years on one hand, so considering that I'm a decade out of regular practice, I acquitted myself well.

My problem is stamina, for one thing. I WON the first three...uh, sets, I think they're called? Then lost steadily after that, ending up with mother trouncing me 6-4. That's decent, right? Did I mention i haven't played in years? *sighs* I insist I'm not competitive, because I hate losing and the best way to avoid that is to never compete, but it does sting a little. *broods*

The other problem is that I thwack the ball wayyyy too hard. I mean, I have no idea how people play TABLE tennis because I'm doing the real thing, aiming for a gentle pat but end up hitting the ball from one end of the court straight into the fence on the other side. It's great for anger issues, very therapeutic, but hell on my stats.

I'd complain more about my aching muscles but then I remember [livejournal.com profile] sapphs poor savaged finger [the mental images! Yikes!] and consider that I could be in worse shape.


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