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And this is what I say to everyone that would judge me for being near tears over Ingrid's death on Dr Quinn: SHUT UP DR QUINN'S MAKING YOU CRY. I just! And feelings! Heartbreaking feelings of pain! Goddammit, Brian's dog! (Also, Ingrid's poor siblings. They used to have this bigass family and now it's the two little girls and the brother. THIS IS LIKE READING THE FIRST KIRSTEN BOOK ALL OVER AGAIN AND I COULDN'T HANDLE IT THEN SO I REALLY CAN'T HANDLE IT NOW.) As a sidebar, I think that if this show had gone on long enough, Michaela would've created the internet out of nothing but moxie and sass.
Today's classes were pretty good- everyone talked, at least, at varying degrees of proficiency, which is bizarre because they've all had four plus years of English but some of them can actually speak and some of them can't, and then some can speak English but don't understand 85% of what I say. The low point of my day was when I got trapped in my bathroom- my bathroom is down the hall from my room, and it's in the little living space we have (an inner hall with the toilet-room and the shower room with sinks, the kitchen, then a dining room/living room) and the door to the hall and the door to the toiler open on the same side, so that you have to have one closed to open the other. The bad news is that the hallway door rarely closes 100%, and sometimes jars open, and then you're trapped in the bathroom because you can't close either. The first time it happened to me my roommate was in the next room, so she saved me; today I had to holler and bang for a couple minutes. It was awesome!
But whatever, now I'm off until Tuesday and guess what?
scifishipper IS IN PARIS AND TOMORROW I GET TO HANG OUT WITH HER.
Today's classes were pretty good- everyone talked, at least, at varying degrees of proficiency, which is bizarre because they've all had four plus years of English but some of them can actually speak and some of them can't, and then some can speak English but don't understand 85% of what I say. The low point of my day was when I got trapped in my bathroom- my bathroom is down the hall from my room, and it's in the little living space we have (an inner hall with the toilet-room and the shower room with sinks, the kitchen, then a dining room/living room) and the door to the hall and the door to the toiler open on the same side, so that you have to have one closed to open the other. The bad news is that the hallway door rarely closes 100%, and sometimes jars open, and then you're trapped in the bathroom because you can't close either. The first time it happened to me my roommate was in the next room, so she saved me; today I had to holler and bang for a couple minutes. It was awesome!
But whatever, now I'm off until Tuesday and guess what?
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Date: 2011-11-10 04:31 pm (UTC)And I felt bad for Brian too. He just wanted his wolf to get better and there was no way, then he felt his brother hated him because it meant Ingrid got sick and died. And yeah... heartbreaking episode!
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Date: 2011-11-10 04:43 pm (UTC)I did feel bad for Brian, when I wasn't like 'shut up, Brian.' Like, logically, I get it, he's ten, but they were like "your dog might be rabid, we need to tie it up SO THAT WE DON'T CATCH IT IF HE HAS IT" and Brian's like HE DIDN'T DO NOTHING WRONG YOU CAN'T TIE HIM UP NOOOO and it's like will you simmer down? They're putting him in a pen in your barn, not tying him up in a lion enclosure, honestly.
In conclusion: INGRIDDDDDDDDDDDD.
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Date: 2011-11-10 04:55 pm (UTC)insanitywhining. Despite the time he was from, I think he was played as a true child that didn't understand the full ramifications of what was happening. Which I guess is good since it was a show geared towards families. At the same time, this is a child that lives in the *wild* west and saw his biological mother die from a rattlesnake bite, plus his adoptive mother was a doctor. To not understand what rabies does to an animal, and therefore can do to a human, seemed a bit odd. Though I suppose you can't explain the emotional side of it to a child and all he saw was that his dog was hurt and was now being confined and he wasn't allowed to comfort him in the wake of that.But yes. INGRID! *sobs*
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Date: 2011-11-11 04:54 am (UTC)The first Kirsten book! I officially <3 you! I don't remember all the American Girls books, but heck Ingrid does remind me a lot of Kirsten!
Have fun in Paris. Your posts always make me smile which is a good thing. :-)
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Date: 2011-11-11 06:58 pm (UTC)THE FIRST KIRSTEN BOOK DESTROYED ME. I was like, sobbing and saying "It's called the Pleasant Company!!!!"
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Date: 2011-11-11 09:09 pm (UTC)*many hugs* Kirsten can still be in our hearts! Here is an icon. There is am American Girl LJ comm! Wow. I miss the pretty catalogs. Those things were gorgeous.
ETA: I see your icon and Kirsten looks very . . . Six-like. Just sayin'. ;-)
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Date: 2011-11-11 11:45 pm (UTC)(They called it The Pleasant Company because that was the name of the woman who started the American Girl phenomenon? Or something? Not because of the content, which was the worst sometimes.)
It's that Nordic look! Oh blondes.
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Date: 2011-11-11 11:51 pm (UTC)It's that Nordic look! Oh blondes.
Just a common blonde look? So I can't write a ficlet where Caprica arrives and rescues Kirsten and/or claim her as her and Gaius' own? Too bad. Kirsten books would be a cinch to reread. :-)
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Date: 2011-11-12 12:48 am (UTC)I might write you a ficlet because I really do like writing Caprica with children. Library was closed today or Kirsten would be right here!
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