delga | { someone tell me where did it go; darling, I'm damned if I know. }

Yesterday morning, on the train, I started a huge TV round-up post, the kind I have not done in ages! Yesterday evening I deleted it because it was boring. So. Yes. I do want to do one, but I guess it will have to be once all the finales come in. I'm behind on a boatload of stuff, too.

Spent a curious half-hour at work yesterday talking about new Who. Curious because I always find it odd to talk about fannish things outside of eljay, and doubly so when not talking to people who take things as seriously as I do. As in, they wouldn't care if they missed an episode whereas I would TRACK THAT SHIT DOWN AND NAIL IT TO THE WALL &c. My co-worker thought the plot of Saturday's episode (Amy's Choice) was too complicated? Have I just watched too much sci-fi type stuff to not be affected, or is that genuinely - as I felt - a load of tosh? My other co-worker thinks Amy is plain. I lol'd and stopped myself from elaborating on how very wrong she was. Because that is what I do.

Then we were united in our love of the Weeping Angels/Blink, so, you know. Weird.

Am again working my way through S3 Ashes to Ashes before the finale on Friday. I have been obsessed this past fortnight, the hell.

Am trying to decide which is the more important: new trousers, new shoes, or tickets to David Gray in July. These are the issues I face.