I’m full of sadnosity that my love affair with Gingey and her Ace Gang has come to an end. “Basoomas” is the tenth and final installment in the the Confessions of Georgia Nicolson, and it was a marvy end to a fabbity, fab, fab series.
Our main character, Georgia (aka Gee, aka Sex Kitty), is a snarky, hilarious, cheeky English teen who battles with a serious case of red bottomosity. She’s been waffling back and forth between Robbie the Sex God, Masimo the Luuuuurve God and Dave the Laugh for years now. Finally, in this final book, Georgia picks her man.
This book was full of classic Georgia (and the Ace Gang) antics with little dashes of antics from Angus, her half-Scottish wildcat and Libby, her wacky little sister.
Georgia is a girl I would definitely love to be friends with, and I admit to having the hooooorn for Dave the Laugh. I can’t help it!
Georgia, I’ve loved you since I first laid eyes on your nunga nungas (no, I don’t have a lezzie red bottom for you), and I’ll miss reading new wacky adventures. Thank you for all the fun words you’ve taught me over the years and for inspiring me to break out in my own disco inferno. Toodle pip!
(Edited) Up next: “The Hunger Games,” by Suzanne Collins (FINALLY!)
One of my closest friends, Jennifer, has been an amazing friend since I met her a few years ago. Unfortunately, she’s also been a great friend to lean on since I learned the pregnancy was ending. It’s unfortunate because she recently lost her own sweet inside baby, one that had been with her quite longer than mine was with me.
Always wonderful and always with the right thing to say (despite what she likes to think), she just e-mailed me this:
Thank you, Jenn. Thank you for being so awesome despite the shitty times we face. Everyone needs a friend like you.
Disclaimer: This entry contains information regarding our adventures with trouble trying to conceive. Feel free to skip over if you wish to avoid too much information regarding my reproductive parts. I won’t blame you. I’d rather skip this stuff, too.
We bought our tree last Saturday, and I finally got around to putting the last of the ornaments on it today. After looking at this photo, I foresee some rearranging of ornaments in my future, notably when Rob comes home and points out that, once again, I have managed to concentrate ornaments in little neighborhoods rather than evenly placing them around the tree.
I share an affinity for elf culture, but I’d probably be deemed a “special” elf, just like Buddy.
I like to think I work the same as a writing process – there’s always a crappy first draft that needs some tender love and tweaking from a wise editor.
Despite whatever revisions our tree may go under, she is lit and decorated and is a sparkly, memory-filled gleaming 9-foot display of our Christmas cheer.
Next up is the base. We have some trees to add and are inheriting half of my mother-in-law’s collection of village pieces. I’m not sure if we’ll have a full village this year or not, but we need to do *something* down there.
psssst! I’m lusting after this Hogwarts Express set for myself someday. The engine puffs smoke and has an air whistle! I told Rob his train can travel through a Muggle village, but I plan to create my own Hogsmeade for my (phantom) Hogwarts train.
This is John Green’s first novel. Based on how I thought his third novel, “Paper Towns,” was stronger than his second novel, “An Abundance of Katherines,” I fully expected this book to come in at the bottom of the pile.
It didn’t.
I would compare it with “Paper Towns,” but the books are so different that it’s quite like the cliché apples-to-oranges comparison.
Both books are about discovery of self and of others, but the way by which the characters discover human truths are vastly different.
Our cast of characters are somewhat similar, though. We have our lead male, Miles aka Pudge, a nerdy, spindly sweetheart of a boy who is shown the ropes of cool-hood by our lead female, Alaska Young (who named herself at age 7), and by the lead male’s trusty sidekicks, supporting male No. 1, Chip aka The Colonel, and supporting male No. 2, Takumi. Our supporting female this time is played by Lara, the Romanian with perky boobs.
Before attending boarding school at Culver Creek, Miles had no friends. He had his fascination – the last words of famous people – and his parents. He started Culver Creek and was given a new name (Pudge), a new habit (smoking), and a new social life (with friends).
Pudge falls in both love and lust and then later discovers the consequences of his new, more exciting life.
This book is divided into two parts – the first half counts down to a major event, and the second half counts away from said major event. The tone of the two parts reflect that major event, and while that is great in terms of writing, the first half was more enjoyable as a reader. It isn’t that the second half wasn’t good to read, it’s just that it was more … vanilla.
This would be a great read for teens to help think more about similar experiences with the book’s major event. As the book says, teens are indestructible and therefore react differently to the major event than the adults who would try to help guide them through that event.
It’s raw, emotional and honest. And unfortunately, many of us lose that honesty as we put more time and experience behind us.
(Edited to add:) Up next: “Are These My Basoomas I See Before Me?” by Louise Rennison
