the eye creates the horizon//the ear invents the wind

I'm having some trouble keeping my book packing limited. So far on my must-bring list, I have ( these )

. And that's just *now*. I mean, in the next four weeks (26th of September in Leicester, baby!), I'm going to come up with a hell of a lot more. Dammit. And tomorrow I'm going through DVDs, pakcing them up. I swear, I should just use books and DVDs for furniture in my room.

Also, I might - mind you I said might - have been ensnared by Supernatural. I blame conspiracy. Also Due South. I pretty sure it's somehow dS fault; in a case of wacky fandom circles, I bought Margaret Atwood's Stranger Things, four essays on Northen Canadian fiction, which I bought for two reasons: one) it's Atwood ♥ two) Northern Canada? One of the essays is on Franklin? Due South pangs all over it. Now, the first essay is on The Franklin Myth (it really is very, very interesting), second is on Grey Owl Syndrome - but the third? Was on The Wendigo. And what is the name of the second Supernatural episode? Wendigo. So I decided, hey, why not, let's watch.

So I download the episode, start watching and what do I discover? Callum Keith´Rennie was in the episode. It's all very cool. And kinda circular.

And I now in no way want a fic about Fraser and Ray encountering a wendigo on their adventure. Not at all.

Oh! And by the way - I finally have my driver's licence!