delga: ([spiral] joséphine finds you moronic.)

GUYS. GUYS. MY HEART STILL BEATS*.

Like, what up, eljay? How have you been? I have been doing things that are not updating this journal. Which is dumb considering I come here two or three times a day to flist-check and stuff**. In the main I have not updated because nothing is happening here. Christmas sort of happened! I had to go to some works-related booze-up because of Peer Pressure and then that dissolved into...other things! I wrote a fic for yuletide and pre-reveal revealed myself due to some futzing with the fic notes! (Fixed that. You know, three days after posting. Oops.) I wrote some Yuletide treats! I finally submitted my post for What 2011 Sounds Like! I hung out with some people I used to go to school with and had both an excellent time and also an awkward time, which is my particular skill set! AND THAT'S JUST THE PAST FORTNIGHT.

I know, I know. Thrilling.

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I watched some stuff. And by some I mean a lot, relatively speaking. Here are some eljay cuts about those things.

Forbrydelsen II: (spoiler-free) )


Merlin, series 4 (spoilers) )


Red Riding Hood )


Lars and the Real Girl )


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I have also watched half of Misfits series 3, which is uneven in some parts, and excellent in others; Cowboys and Aliens which was everything I could have wanted it to be and yet also a bit of a disappointment (could do with drunk cinema settings tbh); Melancholia, which was about as weird and stylistically on point as you can expect from von Trier, and yet still managed to reel me in by the very end; Tamara Drewe which is fucking full of slut shaming and is miserable because of it, and also makes little-to-no effort in trying to voice its protagonist; We Need to Talk About Kevin, which is beautifully shot and directed, but goddamn miserable; and (a while back) Centurion, which is violent, and sometimes dumb as fuck, but so much fun for a sword-and-sandal, whilst not being run-of-the-mill either.

In other words: WATCH ALL MOST OF THE THINGS.

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I initially started this post to do a quick catch-up and then talk about Ladies, but, you know what, I never do that because it's an exhausting topic, and others are more coherent, and my rage-to-serenity spirals fluctuate massively. Suffice it to say, if you are thinking about Ladies and Lady Things a lot - in any way - you are probably doing as much as you can in a social environment that often feels like a constant no-win situation. this becomes a bit didactic so now you can ignore it. )


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*) ...is this a song? Did I just make that up?

**) devour kink memes. True story.

delga: ([spooks] know it's me for I cannot sleep)

Spooks continues to be fucking miserable.

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Last week at work was extremely slow, and I wrote an update for eljay. It turns out I never cut and paste that entry from notepad to livejournal actual, so.

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UGH. MERLIN. That was exactly what I thought it would be, and somehow still wonderful.

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But, yeah. I don't know that any of Spooks was bad, per se, or worse than it usually is, but, fuck me, that was some depressing stuff. tiny spoiler )

delga: ([middleman] gosh darn heck)

All the muscles in my abdomen really hurt - muscles I didn't even know I had! This cold/illness/whatever is kicking the shit out of me. My temp is finally down, the nausea has it the tailend of its campaign of misery, and I have regained taste in 3/5ths of my tongue.

To add insult to injury, we've run out of oil, so the heating is down. I currently have a space heater in my room, but it smells weird. LIIIIIIFE. SO HAAAAAAAARD.

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So, yes, today I took (and passed) my driving theory test. Champ.

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In other news, Eoin Macken should not be in shaving ads because... well. Because:


No-one should be in support of anything that takes away that stubbly bed-headed deliciousness.

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Watched the latest Fringe whilst ill, and am pleased that this is the show that I decided to stay up-to-date with, despite having pretty much ditched everything else. Astrid Farnsworth! Be my (other) BFF!

Am trying to decide whether or not I love Camille Saroyan (and Mr Nigel-Murray) enough to watch Bones.

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Oh, shit, YULETIDE, ahahahaha. Yes.

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edit: LOL IN RL. So, accidentally logged out of eljay and was trying to look at my entries, wondering why things looked like they were missing, and where my posts about being annoyed about work had fucked off to etc. Realised my mistake, and then realised what my journal must look like to people who randomly stroll through. SEXY MAN OF ARTHURIAN LEGEND! A POEM! TUMBLR REBLOG! FIVE POEMS! REFERENCE TO A BBC COMEDY! SPOOOOOOOOKS! (Real Life Update that is Three Sentences Long.) ...MORE POEMS!

Internet personas can be so fucking weird.

delga: ([merlin] to the end of the road.)

I was going to post about...stuff. And then I flaked. Here, have some bearded deliciousness.

delga: ([merlin] to the end of the road.)

Of course, the day that I am going to a family function - cousin's borthday party; is going to be amazing - my skin decides NO I HATE YOU I HATE YOU DIE OF SHAME DIIIIIIIIIE, and feels like it's been rubbed raw with sandpaper. Eczema is one of those things where no-on really knows the triggers, but everyone who has it has things that can make it worse. I was a bit stressed yesterday, and the weather has been biting of late, so those two factors together have resulted in a bit of an outbreak. It's not so bad as when I first had recurrences a couple years ago, but I am a bit blotchy. Ugh.

However, am most definitely looking forward to shenanigans this afternoon/evening. In a couple of hours I will need to straighten my hair, iron my dress, and basically get ready, and then we'll set off for Colchester. This is the dress I am going to be wearing, and I have these...swirly (?) earrings to go with it. I was going to buy glittery tights but then I apparently forgot.

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Going to miss Merlin, of course. Next weekend I'm in Lancaster, but I'll watch with The Sister. The weekend after that may or may not be Diwali? This is the downside to Merlin airing earlier this year; there are a lot of Saturday functions at this time of year! How frustrating, haha.

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Speaking of Merlin, I now own the first two series. The boxsets are kind of gorgeous, the second season especially. As a remedy to my godawful moods, I have been watching the S2 commentaries. The cast are hilarious! Anthony Head is just the oddest creature - and a perfect fit for this cast of younguns. I wonder if that is how he has always been, or if Buffy prepped him for it.

delga: ([merlin] to the end of the road.)

Merlin, 3x06, The Changeling + trailer for 3x07. )


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Long story short: season 3 has been uniformly excellent!

delga: ([Random] old-fashioned train wreck.)

There is not enough time to make the post I want to make today, so I will scrawl down a few things and then run for my bus.

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I very rarely talk about Mad Men other than to talk about how much I love the ladies. Sally Draper's character has some of the best growth I have ever seen on a show, and she's a child. I have to admit that with some episodes, I skip portions of the show. I have no shame about that. But this week I wanted to make a small comment on the guest appearance that was extremely pleasing to me. (If you're watching as this airs in the UK, don't hit the cut; thar be spoilers.) Mad Men, 4x12 )


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Merlin has been terribly good this year. Now behind a cut because I don't think I will ever be able to properly talk about this show. There are themes that need engaging that I just don't want to have to always engage, and there are people who participate in the fandom that exhaust me because they will never be educated. But ultimately, this is a show I watch, not a community I engage with, and it's always going to be a story about how I don't play well with fandom, and how it can feel a bit like Fandom: You're Doing It Wrong because I never seem to fall on the right side of that. Quasi-relatedly, why are hardcore shippers - slash or het - so misogynistic? I call the cry of polyshipping. )


I'm just saying: I'm glad Merlin isn't a rapist who gets locked in a tree.

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I have more to say but I am LATE. Remind me to talk about Spooks, guys.

delga: ([bad cop] THERE ARE MANY COPIES.)

I fucked up the use of the subjunctive in a team-wide email on Friday, and I am still pissed off about it. No-one will have noticed, but I know that I got it wrong, and it's irritated me since I hit send. And this, ladies, is why my life is difficult: because I tend not to make things easy for myself.

But seriously: the fucking subjunctive. Fuck.

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I need to stop off at the suboffice first thing tomorrow to pick up the paperwork I dumped there on Friday afternoon, and then it's another week of whatevering and trying to get things done. work etc. )


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Merlin was delightful! Richard Wilson's face is brilliant, and whilst the humour was exactly what you'd expect, it was also much, much better than the troll episodes from last season. Everything was brilliant. Oh show.

delga: ([fringe] oh st teresa.)

For the record, the layout was supposed to look like this, but then I got fed up of trying to wrangle shit so that it worked across different screen sizes, and ended up deleting the majority of my most recent customisations. Have fiddled the tiniest amount with the navigation, and with the profile, and now I am going to quit like the quitting quitter that I am.

Whilst we're here, my desktop currently looks like this, although the previous image was this. I am fickle and will likely change it back by next week.

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Oh, hey, so a month ago I was returning from London and getting ready to go to Edinburgh. I still haven't talked about that, so now is as good a time as any other. Edinburgh. )


And that was that; must do again next year.

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Tonight is Merlin, and whilst the humour on the show is pretty slapstick and embarrassing (see: the two-parter with the trolls) I am fucking excited to see Richard Wilson get to exercise his considerable chops. I love him! He is great. Also, Merlin Day is also Sir Leon Day, and really, who could say no to that? Don't answer that; I'm ignoring you.

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I watched Fringe. It is easily the best thing I have seen this week - bar Weeds, which was one long run into hysteria. But, yes, Fringe! Andrew Royo turned up and was wonderful; alt!Astrid continued to redefine interesting; Anna Torv did an excellent job of carrying the episode. I want mooooooooore.

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Things I thought I had purchased but hadn't actually: Moleskine address book! I have spent a few years looking for an address book that doesn't delineate sections (so: four lines for address; two for numbers; bold line, next entry) and [livejournal.com profile] sepiaxtoned suggested Moleskine, and now I am going to order everything from there, because it is perfect.

Also: yesterday I got my hair cut (at last!) and the woman just...didn't listen to me. It doesn't look bad, but it isn't what I asked for. Oh well.

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I am less ill, and still tired. I'm sure there'll be a remedy eventually.

delga: ([tristan] what great interminable need.)


I LOVE YOU, SIR LEON

delga: ([merlin] what flowers these.)

My Merlin fanaticism is not improving any with the approach of the new season. All this week there have been pictures of the cast out and about, and I've been reading the Big Bang fics that are apparently storming the gate, and, and, and, shut up, I am kind of in over my head with this stupid, stupid show. (I saw another trailer yesterday, even though I have been avoiding them, and I lost my mind with excitement. Oh, Saturday evening, you are a long way off!)

In the meantime, I don't care who you are, please watch this video of Bradley James laughing at an inappropriate juncture whilst on The One Show yesterday.

Related: I have taken to reading WIPs (terrible, terrible idea; did I not learn?!) so now my daily routine involves going over links I've bookmarked to see if they have been updated. One of the fics actually ended yesterday and I felt lost. WHAT DO I DO NOW? Oh, yes, check all the other ones.

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The water has been turned off in the house because of some sort of leak from one of the bathrooms. I-- this morning has been so weird. Thankfully I showered last night, and The Dad has drawn buckets of water, so I was able to wash off sleep this morning. I had a moment there when I realised the things I take for granted. It is too early to be this humbled!

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Back to work today. My foot is still playing up! Oh, wait. Right, so, on Tuesday I busted my left ankle. Remember I did something similar - or rather, exactly the same - to my right ankle during uni? Yeah: still hurts like a fucker. This time isn't so bad as the last (the step I twisted it on was not so deep) but the outer edge of my foot is bruised and blue, and my foot won't stop swelling. SIGH. I know it's my own fault that after 20-odd years I still don't really know how to walk (seriously: I am forever twisting my ankles, but it's only really a problem when my feet try to align themselves at right angles to my legs) but guuuuuys, it huuuuurrrrrrts.

delga: ([bones] make it better.)

It's been days, and I still haven't talked about how amazing Edinburgh was. Um. This is not that update, either. This update is to lament my having to return to work tomorrow, and the recommencement of my horrendous commute on Wednesday. It's always difficult to go back after a day off; it's even worse after 10 days and knowing it will be ages before I have more time. Ugh.

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Okay, guys. I need. This thing. I NEED THIS THING. It is actually kind of two things? Whatever, I need one or other (OR BOTH). I need really, really good Camille Saroyan fic. Like. Dastardly good Camille Saroyan fic where she is taking care of her people and buying amazing clothes and kind of freaking out about being a not!mother whilst simultaneously keeping the good ship running and also not letting experiments burn down the lab or whatever.

Failing that, I need someone to write the mess of a good thing that would be Cam/Vincent Nigel-Murray. COME ON, GUYS. I NEED IT. Sigh.

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I need to stop reading Merlin fanfiction. Soon it will be a year of me being obsessed with this ridiculousness. A year! And the new series starts on September 11th, and I am not at all emotionally prepared for it. Like. At all! Because I sort of fell head-over-heels for it (more than initially) in the second half of last season, and, and, and OH GOD I NEED TO GET OVER IT BEFORE IT BREAKS MY HEART. Guys. Guys. I am going to be a wreck.

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Ahahaha, ficathon posting opens on Wednesday. I had this great idea! And then failed to write it. Of course. It is still a great idea; my prompt is still mad; I am probably not getting any sleep tomorrow night because I am just like that.

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(No, but really: Cam/Vincent. It would be horrendously fantastic. He would fumble a lot. She would wonder about what his hair feels like between her fingers. There would be HIGHLY INAPPROPRIATE making out in her office before they separate, she smooths down her dress, and he is all, "yes, well, I could do that agai-- no, okay, I'm leaving now, yes, okay, bye--" and then Camille would sit down with her head in her hands and basically be really flustered and wonder what she is doing and then grab Angela and be all OKAY, WE ARE DOING DRINKS RIGHT NOW, NO, NOW, COME ON, and drag her away from whatever she is doing. COME ON.)

delga: ([merlin] to the end of the road.)

Tiny comment on Mad Men, 4x01 )


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Guess I'm not getting a lift anywhere this morning.

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I occasionally take a look at the Merlin kink meme because sometimes there is absolutely nothing else in the fandom to read, sometimes there's decent fare there, and most of the time there are these prompts that-- I don't think I am made for any kind of meme. Anonymeme, hatememe, kinkmeme, no, no, no. I am obviously the wrong person for these scenarios. They are not made with me in mind.

There was a GREAT fic the other day about broken-up boyfriends having to fake it over Christmas. And a lot more fics (het and slash) featuring Sir Leon. I approve. I love Sir Leon.

This portion of the post was brought to you by M has been reading a fuckload more fanfiction this year, mostly thanks to the foursome-worthy cast of Merlin. (Modern AUs! Film crossovers! Lots of redeeming descriptions of Morgana whilst she struts around in Manolos! I should bookmark these.)

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I was watching a lot of Danish films and then I stopped? Oh, wait, Rosnaissance. Never mind.

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The ficathon thing kind of took off! Fourteen people took prompts (none of those 14 were me, by the way), and people seem vaguely interested. We'll see in September.

Word count on my femgen? Embarrassing. Is that a number? IT IS NOW.

delga: ([merlin] to the end of the road.)

Yes, I am going to talk about my footwear issues again. Yes, you have to pay attention, what are you asking me?!

Anyway, I thought I'd give the new shoes another try, thinking that they may have improved now that they're a week old and I'd stood on them and in them for a while. THIS WAS A TERRIBLE IDEA WHY DO I TRY TO DO THINGS LIKE THINKING. Today I'm going to wear my wrecked out boots because despite the collapsed heels, they will likely do less damage than these new fucking things. Oh gosh, I have never been in such desperate need of footwear. And also it is likely going to rain so I can't fuck around in flip flops which is nearly always my first option. LIFE. WHAT.

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I thought I was pretty much done with my cold - sniffling, done; coughing, on - but apparently I am allergic to my work environment or something because I was back to not being great yesterday. I cannot be ill right now! Cannot! There is too much to do! Am going to take some meds and then beg the higher powers.

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At the weekend I watched The International and promptly felt cheated. I thought it would be like The Interpreter or The Peacemaker, where two people run around saving the day! THIS IS NOT WHAT HAPPENED. I am sure I would have liked this film had I different expectations but a) fucking Clive Owen (who is never NOT Clive Owen, even when he's supposed to be in character) and b) Naomi Watts needed 100x more to do. Naomi Watts, I approve more of your other post-pregnancy film (oh god, I need to buy Eastern Promises).

Anyway, a lot of people died, and the world wasn't saved, and whatever.

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I have the United States of Tara finale! Saving that for when I get home.

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Things I have noticed about myself! I am perfectly willing to go on and on and on about my lady crushes (y halo thar PagBrew and KGillan and SaffyB and Thandie and et cetera) but the minute I have to talk about my man crushes (Stupidface*! Omg, Mads Mikkelsen! QUASI-AWKWARD INTEREST IN LIEV SCHREIBER WHAT WHAT WHAT) I get SUPER EMBARRASSED. Just talking about it in this post is making me ~UNCOMFORTABLE. lols, what is that even I don't know. But it is true. Also, lol, could that be a weirder range of guys? Actually, yes, but that's still pretty weird. All my lady crushes are sassy smart. My man crushes are just confusing and have amazing hands.

*) Colin Morgan. Oh god, I hate myself.

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Oh, shit, yes, I saw a behind the scenes picture of the Merlin cast (I try to avoid that, but whatever) and MY HEART FELT SO FULL. Guys, my show! My stupid, adorable, wee show, and its cast of pretty and ridiculous faces! D'awwwwww I love them.

delga: ([middleman] gosh darn heck)

I was about to comment on someone's Merlin icon just because it was a Merlin icon, except when I read their journal they turned out to be stupid/anti-Gwen, and I fucking lost my shit internally. It's a good thing that I am less of bitch than I used to be otherwise I would have stirred some serious shit, to the detriment of my flist. But fuck that. Sometimes being pro-everyone-in-fandoms-I-like(-for-the-most-part) is hard! And I am anti-bashing anyway because I am a fey, slight creature. Or just soft in the head, you pick.

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This song is called Awkward Annie in which the singer is in love with Annie. In the first verse the singer gives Annie a chicken, and, well... IT DOES NOT GO WELL FOR THE CHICKEN:

I gave to you a hen
you gave it back again
without its eggs, my Annie
I gave to you a hen,
you really didn't care,
now it has no legs, my Annie

And this is why no-one can ever truly hate modern traditional folk. The rest of the animals fare much better, though, so don't worry. The best part of the song is the bouncing chorus but the lyrics are. Well. See above.

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Leaving for work in ten minutes. I should have washed my hair last night and now I am paying the price for my incessant laziness, goddamn.

delga: ([merlin] what flowers these.)

This post has been derailed by an animated icon of Bradley James laughing his head off. I didn't think I would be so easily swayed, but...no, it's pretty enthralling.

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Back at work today after a tres lovely trip to Chesterfield yesterday. There is still a buggerload to get done, but LL is away for the next two days which means I have (mostly) unfettered access to the scanner. I'm hoping to get a lot done tomorrow.

EBL confirmed that she starts her new job in April which means that's when I'm back on the train. Everyone knows my feelings on that, but I need to work out if I can afford the season ticket before I start up again. I think it will be doable, plus cheaper in the long run than renting close to C. That said, I have seen a couple of places close to work that might be worth looking in to. Need to work on that.

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I left for work this morning thinking Carey Mulligan looked fucking cute at the Oscars. I came home thinking the same thing but realising that her dress was one of those weird half-length gowns. Which is a shame because she is fucking adorable.

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The past few years I've had various memory issues - nothing serious, just forgetfulness that can't entirely be attributed to my usual dottiness. But most recently I keep making phone calls and immediately forgetting why. My attention span has been shot since uni, but this is a pretty poor performance on my brain's part. Currently it's amusing if not a little frustrating, but sooner or later I'm going to get annoyed.

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I should remember to bookmark the fic I've read and enjoyed. I used to do that, but then I started reading Merlin fic and got embarrassed or something idk. But I should do that so that when I need to access something I can find it. That being the point of bookmarking, after all.

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I am massively reluctant to catch up with fandom, to the extent that I am probably going to dump most of it. I have't managed to keep up with Big Love! I love Big Love! See also: NCIS and Fringe and L&O:UK. I'm trying to marathon things and I've been quasi-successful, but jeez, when did enjoyment become so difficult?

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This stupid song. Why do I keep playing it? I am a sucker for drums.

delga: ([Random] call of the wild.)


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Today I watched all the recent episodes of Leverage only to find out that, hey, that was the season finale? Um. Okay then! MAN ALIVE I LOVE PARKER. Please see my tumblr for further (season 2 spoilery) evidence.

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Yeah, I'm totally watching Merlin next. Again.

delga: ([merlin] to the end of the road.)

So, my derm appointment was something of a wash. I waited an hour just to be told that all's kosher and I should just keep on keepin' on or some such. Which is to say: I still have eczema and the resultant hyper-pigmentation is something I'm just going to have to live with. Well. Thanks. That was real helpful.

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I am at zero count for [livejournal.com profile] picfor1000, natch. I keep changing my mind about what I want to write. I was going to write Nina for Being Human. Then I was going to write not-quite-Merlin fic (probably the Unsung Song of Hunith and Balinor). Then I decided that actually I really want to write post-season fic for Spooks.

Do not be surprised when I write more Ziva fic. At this point the ruminating is mostly lip service.

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Wikipedia just told me that SIR LEON IS NOT RETURNING TO MERLIN. I am refusing to believe it until I see it but if it's true: you bastards! Sir Leon is GREAT and Rupert Young is maddeningly LOVELY and this is a HUGE INJUSTICE YOU MOTHERFUCKERS.

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Lol, Lost. Oh man, whatever. I am pretty much in this to the death, and I'm not really on board with recent complaints because the sincere crazycakes makes up for a lot. Like. EVERYTHING. Jeez.

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