{ yesterday's tweets. }

( my milkshake brings all the tweets from the yard. )

LoudTwitter, innit?

{ Hafiz: We Should Talk About This Problem. }

We Should Talk About This Problem
by Hafiz

There is a Beautiful Creature
Living in a hole you have dug.

So at night
I set fruit and grains
And little pots of wine and milk
Beside your soft earthen mounds,

And I often sing.

But still, my dear,
You do not come out.

I have fallen in love with Someone
Who hides inside you.

We should talk about this problem---

Otherwise,
I will never leave you alone

{ when you walk through the garden better watch your back. }

Am going to take this opportunity to update - something I've been putting off in favour of mainlining s3-5 of The Wire. I'm about 30mins into the show finale but The Gran has decided that she wants to sit with me whilst I'm in my room so on top of just wandering in when my door is firmly shut, she's now just sitting on my bed. Watching me type. She just tried to move my stuff on the bed. lols. I love her, I really do, but, I don't know. I'm being brattish, I know that.

So, yes, The Wire. This show, fuck me. I knew it was great. I knew that. I watched the first two seasons in 2007. From what I remember, I started S3 and then dropped it for whatever reason. I'm not certain why. The answer is probably: I'm an idiot. Anyway, I picked it up again last Sunday and I've zipped through the remaining episodes. Today, half-through S5, I realised that I hadn't actually seen the S4 finale. I thought the season ended with Carver walking away from Randy in the hospital. It seemed fitting, and I worked out the rest from the next season. But then I watched 4x13 today and holy hell. Bubbles, goddamn. Quick: someone hold me!

I'm trying not to spoil; I'm also trying not to talk too much without having seen all of the finale because otherwise I won't want to talk about that either. I will say that ( spoilers for 5.09 )

I confess: I've spent most of the run with tears in my eyes. OKAY, I'M MELODRAMATIC. Sheesh.

True story: I'll be watching Generation Kill for the third time when I'm done with this. Fo'reals.

No spoils for the finale, please.

--

Quasi-relatedly, I watched the latest Life today. HELEN McCRORY BEING ALL BADASS IN THE JOINT. Fuck yes. She looked fierce and she and Damien Lewis sparked in the scenes they had together. That's pretty much all I have to say.

--

Wow, Gran. So far I've had the you're-21-so-we-should-find-you-a-husband speech AND the you-should-be-more-domestically-inclined one. I wonder if we can make it a triptych before the night is out: what do you do on the laptop? SIGH, PEOPLE.

--

I will now take this opportunity to reply to comments as it's obvious I'm not going to see the end of this damn show before 10pm at the earliest.