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Saturday, 21 January 2006 01:35 amWell, the appraisal at work didn't go too badly. I was reassured that they have no intention of sacking me and that I've done nothing to warrant such things, so that was nice. My supervisor wants to get us all an NVQ in Customer Service. Not because we need it, but because it looks good.
Julie and I have been discussing visiting Vancouver in October, as well, which has made me feel better as I was somewhat hormonal and maudlin, earlier. We're planning on going for ten days and staying at the Ramada in Gastown, which looks like a pretty good hotel for the money. It's also the area that I would like to move to, one day (poverty or none!) so spending time around there would be useful.
We're also planning on driving up the mountains (or, Jules will - I don't drive) because I haven't been up a proper mountain since I was eleven and visiting my grandparents in Sicily. They live on one, so I didn't have much of an option.
Oh - I saw Jarhead, on Wednesday. Instant fandom. I completely fell in love with the film - maybe because it's so centred on Swoff's story, rather than the war. But I also geek over the military (I watch the Discovery Wings channel for the plane porn, for pity's sake - and when I say 'plane porn' I am not talking about the mile high club). Perhaps it's a little worrying that I'm more interested in the combat gear than the muscle-bound boys wearing it, but such is life.
But coming back to the film, I really felt for Troy. He was such an endearing character - acted a lot like Swoff's wife or mother or something in places, which was quite sweet - and I really was relieved to see a marine not being portrayed as a thick-headed moron, for a change. And the same applies to Swoff, actually. He may have been cracking up, but he was quite the intellectual on the quiet, as well.
I'm reading Anthony Swofford's autobiography now, and he's a good writer. I'm about to go and curl up in bed and read some more. I'm still awaiting that first mention of Troy. I'm such a fangirl. I suppose I'd better make myself a new icon, now, hadn't I?
Julie and I have been discussing visiting Vancouver in October, as well, which has made me feel better as I was somewhat hormonal and maudlin, earlier. We're planning on going for ten days and staying at the Ramada in Gastown, which looks like a pretty good hotel for the money. It's also the area that I would like to move to, one day (poverty or none!) so spending time around there would be useful.
We're also planning on driving up the mountains (or, Jules will - I don't drive) because I haven't been up a proper mountain since I was eleven and visiting my grandparents in Sicily. They live on one, so I didn't have much of an option.
Oh - I saw Jarhead, on Wednesday. Instant fandom. I completely fell in love with the film - maybe because it's so centred on Swoff's story, rather than the war. But I also geek over the military (I watch the Discovery Wings channel for the plane porn, for pity's sake - and when I say 'plane porn' I am not talking about the mile high club). Perhaps it's a little worrying that I'm more interested in the combat gear than the muscle-bound boys wearing it, but such is life.
But coming back to the film, I really felt for Troy. He was such an endearing character - acted a lot like Swoff's wife or mother or something in places, which was quite sweet - and I really was relieved to see a marine not being portrayed as a thick-headed moron, for a change. And the same applies to Swoff, actually. He may have been cracking up, but he was quite the intellectual on the quiet, as well.
I'm reading Anthony Swofford's autobiography now, and he's a good writer. I'm about to go and curl up in bed and read some more. I'm still awaiting that first mention of Troy. I'm such a fangirl. I suppose I'd better make myself a new icon, now, hadn't I?