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Not only do I walk much faster than I realised but EBL (that's Ex-Boss Lady for the new among you) is late. So late, in fact, that she only just left the office. So now I have 20mins to kill.

Things I will be doing soon: going out with xanitia; taking a week off work; writing fic commentaries. With regards to the latter in the list I am open to suggestions, though I'm doing this more for my own navel-gazing worth than anything else. Fics already in the list include one of the most recent Code 9 Spooks fics, the Tessa & Juliet fic from a couple years back, the Tidwell/Reese Life fic I wreote for Yuletide, and probably i am not a blind man because I will never tire of talking about my love of Ziva David. The rest are open for picking at if y'all give a damn. If not, heh, too bad.

Oh gosh, I HATE MY SKIN. Found the original letter from the dermatologist, though, and will be forcing an appointment. Other things I will be forcing include hormone-control solutions and food tests. I am done with living in my skin, fuck very much. Gah.

So, Big Bang Theory is lolsome, and I'm almost done with the S1 discs. There are still things about it that I dislike but mostly I can get over them. It's so weird to watch an actual sitcom; haven't done that in years.

Current Music: Metric: Blindfold.

Yeah. I'm so in love with this show.

"How many people here have gone to bed so angry that you pretend to have a nightmare just so that you can smack [your partner] in the head? I've done that twice this week."

I have to say, Caulfield is one of the funniest comediennes on the British circuit right now. My gosh. I think what I like about her the most is that unlike a lot of female comics, she takes her humours from others as opposed to herself. This is a tres masculine trait, but it's a nice change from all the self-deprecation that goes around. Her direct opposite is a lovely wee bloke called Mark Watson who is the quietest, loveliest guy. But it's been a bit weird watching these episodes as they air (I came to the Live at the Apollo series really, really late) because they've featured some really great people that I've never heard of. And now Shappi Khorsandi is everywhere, and I saw Sarah Millican on Have I Got News for You and basically I want to see as many comedy acts as I can now. Which. I don't know what that is. I still want to see a ballet at Covent Gardens, too, so I haven't completely flipped over, but my levels of obsession are a wee bit up right now.

Guys, this was the last in the series. WHAT AM I GOING TO DO NOW? You know. Other than see Michael McIntyre live (!!!!) in October?

Current Music: Metric: Gimme Sympathy.

So, things that I was going to talk about in yesterday's aborted post but didn't:

I finished Baricco's Silk at lunchtime and basically guaranteed that the rest of the day was a wash. It's such a beautiful book - more like a series of haiku than a novel. The original Italian must be beautiful, too, but hey, I'm not literate in that language. (True story: had to remind myself of that today. Which -- who has to do that? Other than me. Obviously.) By the way, if ever there was a less appropriate place to read that book it's the office environment. The chapter of intense but casually-written erotica made me blush. AND I DON'T BLUSH. So, yeah. That was unexpected. But devastating, my gosh.

Haha, I watched Torchwood. I'm not laughing because I find this shit hilarious in general because, well, I can have heart when called upon but STILL. Guys. THE END WAS RIDICULOUS. And fuck it, I laughed. ( super super vague not-spoilery spoilers )

I can't help it. Show: you are much improved and much the same level of dumb. I miss you, Tosh.

The great thing about not knowing when Mitchell & Webb actually airs is that I can choose to watch on a Friday evening or a Sunday morning. This week I'll be watching that, Mock the Week, and listening to Shappi Khorsandi's show on Radio4 which I only caught the beginning of when coming home last night. It's weird - I'd never heard of her before her stint on McIntyre's Roadshow, and now she seems to be everywhere. Of which I approve, natch.

Anyway, my not-point is that comedy is great, and British panel games are GREATER. Yeah. I said it.

Hmmmm. I should go. Keep you fingers crossed I don't staple myself today. Oh, did I not mention? Did that TWICE yesterday. TWICE. WHAT.

Current Music: Florence and The Machine - Cosmic Love | Powered by Last.fm

I have had a pretty bad week, actually, though this is mostly because I had an amazing three-day weekend followed by Tuesday off. There's also been a mix of other trouble, ranging from my rents can be heinous creatures to my teenage peer group is reaching out to me again. Hmm. Put like that it sounds exactly as stupid as it is, but oh well.

But then I went into work today and I had my appraisal and I'm a bit of an administerial rock star, fuck yes. Whatever. It went much better than I thought it would, and the ladies in H are a nice bunch to be around. In the afternoon I learned how to scan shit into the electronic database and that was exactly as easy as it sounds. I don't really understand my state of employ.

Tomorrow is The Sister's prom. I'm babysitting Baby Cousin until about 9pm and then The Mother and I are going to watch a film until she has to go and pick said sibling up. This is a surprising turn of events considering how furious I was with The Mother last night, but that's often how things are in this family.

I own so much poetry, guys! THIS IS WONDERFUL. I will share some later because it is so fitting for the time I have been having. And also, there is a lot of water, which is never a terrible thing.

£290 return trip to NYC this November. Um. THAT IS SO DOABLE. I am sorely fucking tempted, but I'm still trying to get to Jerusalem if I can. The flights to Israel are hiding, those fuckers.

Ah, Mitchell & Webb. EXCELLENT.

Current Music: Kat Flint - Anticlimax | Powered by Last.fm

So, over a year ago I did that top 5s meme and zeitheist asked me to name my top 5 fandomgasms. I fluked massively on presenting for that, but today I realised that I still wanted to do it. So, a year belatedly, my top 5 fandomgasm moments (albeit in no discernible order). Insert usual disclaimers here about my fickle, ever-changing tastes, and how you shouldn't hold me to shit I say because I am a massively flakey mcflakerson of a flake. And now that word no longer holds any meaning for me. Guys, this post is really, really long, and not at all dial-up friendly. Just saying.

( NCIS, 3x24, Hiatus II: Ziva confronts Jethro. )

( Criminal Minds, 4x03, Minimal Loss: Emily and Reid after the ordeal. )

( Wire in the Blood, 3x04, Synchronicity: Do you ever wish we were still lovers? )

( Spooks, 7x02: Ball-buster. )

( Big Love, 1x12, The Ceremony: Barb gets outed. )

( Sarah Connor Chronicles, 1x07, The Demon Hand: Cameron is fucking scary. )

( Bonus: Kings, 1x07, The Sabbath Queen: Silas and the Angel of Death. )

This endeth the spam. I was going to say that this took me all week but then I realised, no, it took me all year. Goddamn.

I had an interesting search experience yesterday, the full details of which I shall now entertain you with. As a side note, the excellent part of searching for a poem whose title you don't remember is that you get to read a bucketload of poems you didn't even remember you had bookmarked. The downside is that the longer it takes, the more frustrated you get.

So, I used Google. Because that is what is done. I entered single words in quotes, a phrase in quotes, the same phrase sans quotes. I went through my Google Reader archives and used the in-page search in Chrome to find any/all references to the word 'obsessions' (because that was the key word). Nothing!

Then I put it into Cuill. Still nothing.

Thing I put it into Bing and the goddamn fucker found it.

Suffice it to say, I am DISTRESSED and I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT.

I've now seen this week's Army Wives (yes, I am still watching this), True Blood and Weeds. Army Wives continues to oscillate violently between disgustingly watchable and godawful. This is a shame because the first season was kind of great! And now not so much.

True Blood was great to see again. ( minor spoiler. )

There was a lot of other stuff, a lot of set up, and that's fine by me, too. I missed the show.

Oh, Weeds, how different you are. Remember when U-Turn and the Armenians came to rob Nancy of her weed, only to find that Silas had taken the whole damn stash? Remember when Nancy married a DEA agent and fucked that up massively? HI REMEMBER WHEN CONRAD TAUGHT NANCY HOW TO PUT WEED IN CORNBREAD? Good times, yo.

This is definitely not the same show.

But at the same time, I still enjoy it. I still like watching Weeds, I still find it funny. I also find it massively and ironically tragic, more so than it's ever been before, and I'm on board with that. I'm interested in seeing where this season goes. I miss Agrestic, I truly do, but I didn't find last season to be overly objectionable. My only wish is that Shane stop being so outrageously weird. Shudder.

This week has been horrendous, work-wise. I am seriously displeased with the feng shui in my surroundings, and I would move shit around if there was any space at all, but there isn't. I am living in a nest of paper, and the light is poor. Mostly my hormones are driving me insane, and I am working fuck long days at a job that is beginning to frustrate me.

Should be coming out a little earlier today because it's The Sister's last exam, and xanitia and I are taking her to the cinema. She wants to see Star Trek so that's what we're going to see. I have no objection to seeing it twice. The only time I've seen a film twice in the theatre is that time I forgot to take my spectacles to see Shrek 2 and ended up going again with The Sister a week later. Yes.

OK, Ex-Boss Lady should be here momentarily. Time to go.

Today I had to head into D to buy bread flour and Radio 2 was playing Sugarland. I went through my usual fare of what is this/is this 'x'?/YES, YES IT IS/wait, is it?/YESSSSSSSS and was pleasantly surprised by the whole ordeal.

Relatedly: baking shenanigans! Tomorrow I'm going for a coffee/non-alcoholic beverage at lunch with Boss Lady & Co. I have baked cupcakes to take in because I am That Person. I found a passable buttercream recipe and added some melted chocolate chips to change the taste a little. The Sister approves, though The Mother prefers them plain.

I also used the bread flour I bought to make some no-knead bread. Well. The dought. Currently it is covered with cling film and proving in the airing cupboard. If I explained the true heights of my excitement concerning this endeavour you'd all fire me. I'm just saying. (So! Damn! Excited!)

Speaking of Boss Lady & Co., I took some ducks to the centre on Monday, namely Honey & Jack, my two newest recruits, sent to me at Christmas by the ever-kindly and delightful zeitheist. Needless to say, they were a BIG hit. I'll have pictures up at duck_cheer as soon as photobucket stops arsing around. (Speaking of duck_cheer, I'm in the process of cleaning the comm up for whatever comes next so if any of you know where the ducks are at, please let me know, or ask the people who have them to send them to you so that you can send them back here. Or something. Idk. I MISS THEM.)

So, yes, ducks at the centre. The Trustee made up a rule where any one who picked them up had to have a photograph taken with them and she kept tricking volunteers into grabbing them, so I have a few pictures of that too. Lolarity!

The Dad drove me to the train station today to buy my season ticket but apparently I can't buy it until Sunday. So. That was a waste of time.

edit: Also, um. Well. I might be starting to learn how to drive soon. Ngggh.

I just watched CSI; Grissom's penultimate episode! I'm feeling sort of tense about it? I don't know. I've watched this show since the year it started airing, and I've stuck with it through all its crap. I feel loyal to it despite its diminishing capacity for yay and the fact that it's a completely different entity to that which I fell for way back when. But crikey: can I really do CSI sans Grissom? I don't know, people. I really don't. /tragic

I also watched The United States of Tara today and laughed out loud several times. Oh gosh, this show is so... I don't know. It's weird. I like it, and it's very much a comedy, but it's not always comic. It's also so short (half-hour, not full) that I can't believe we've only got a few episodes left.

Saving Grace, and then to sleep. Need to be at the centre early tomorrow so that I can sort things out pre-class.

UM. The Hungry Sim Card webad for Orange? SCAAAAARY. Especially when it starts stuffing its face with text. Ugh.

Current Mood: okay
Current Music: Cry Cry Cry: By Way of Sorrow.

Oh boy.

So, last Wednesday my laptop started playing up, which is to say: it kept blue-screening me and wouldn't let me turn it on. I managed to fix that by getting it (eventually) to boot from my XP disc and it went well until Sunday night at which point it blue-screened again and then basically died. It looked like one of the partitions had been corrupted so yesterday I ended up doing the thing I didn't want to have to do: I ended up wiping the laptop, formatting the hard drive and re-installing XP. (I'm hoping to make the jump to Linux eventually but first I wanted to make sure it was just the partition that was damaged. That pretty much looks to be the case.)

I managed to find my installation discs but: no sound, and no wireless. That was around the time I realised that, duh, I hadn't installed all the drivers. But what to do: last time I installed drivers I did it straight through the internet and I don't have an Ethernet cable to link up my laptop. I could use the router directly with my laptop (as opposed to the home PC) but it's difficult getting to the right wires etc. So now I've hooked up my external to the PC and I'm downloading drivers from the Dell site onto that. Hopefully I can then plug that into my laptop and get myself sorted out. In the meantime: gr argh.

I spent a couple of hours in a daze at the community centre yesterday morning and then went to the health centre to book an appointment with a doctor. ( M's ongoing war against her own skin )

Lols, Law and Order: UK. Guys: IT'S REALLY GOOD. I mean. It's pretty much L&O but there are plenty of delightful things to it. The guv made a crack about being a Yummy Mummy! The CPS Head is A Bit Wacko! Bradley Walsh totes Jamie Bamber around whilst the latter fights his natural inclination towards RP! Ben Daniels/NICHOLAS BROCKLEHURST still makes for compelling viewing!* MARTHA JONES IS A TRES ATTRACTIVE, TRES SMART YOUNG LAWYER ~~who has chemistry with many people~~! GUYS IT IS TERRIFIC AND I LOVE IT. I just have to remember that it's on, lols. Chung-chung!

*) daygloparker, have you seen The State Within? BECAUSE YOU SHOULD PROBABLY GET ON THAT. I'm saying.

Yesterday, whilst waiting for my laptop to purge itself, I watched this week's Being Human. I then freaked out massively about every plot turn. Quick! Someone hold me! Why did they only order up 6 episodes?!

Anyway, am continuing to sort out laptop things; in the meantime I can (should) probably use this time to write my entry for picfor1000. And maybe consider what I'm going to post for in_a_name which I almost forgot about. I need to invest in a smartphone already, possibly a G1. I realised that I don't really use the laptop for more than its connectivity these days. Sure, I could do with having a small office package (word, data, maybe a presentation thing) and I like using PS, but I can get those online (well, gDocs, zoho etc.) and I don't know. I need to think about this some more.

Current Mood: okay
Current Music: none.

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.

Current Mood: okay

I've bruised my throat. How? It itches and I'm trying to alleviate the itch without pressing the wrong part or freaking out my oesophagus. True story.

Guys: I'm a fucking moron.

I got up early today because I had to go to the community centre (no, I still haven't worked out whether or not I want to capitalise that) for a (completely useless) meeting. I turned on my laptop 15 minutes before I was due to leave and got hit with the blue screen of death. Grrreat. Wrote down the error code and then quick-marched to the centre where I looked it up and looked up a solution.

Then I went to that USELESS meeting and then I made phonecalls and then I went home instead of marching myself to the community centre. My legs feel a little better this evening so either I'm in for a really bad night or my tides are turning, so to speak.

Anyway, came home, booted the laptop using my XP disk and then ran chkdsk which kept halting at 50%, telling me there were irreparable errors on the hard drive. I then ran chkdsk without the repair function and it got to 75% before telling me the same thing. I then ran it again, and it got to 100% without any issue. So I decided to run the repair function and it hit 75%... then dialled back to 50%. I watched that happen twice so in the end I decided to just restart the laptop.

It works now, but I don't know what that was about. I'm a little nervous about shutting the laptop down tonight. Not too much because everything is backed up but I didn't get all the installation disks with my laptop so if it blue screens me again and I have to wipe and start fresh, there are a couple of programs I'm going to lose that I need. So. Sigh.

On the way home from the centre I bumped into an old woman who lives in the town. I haven't seen her in a couple of years and her daughter died of cancer in December. But I stopped, we spoke, and then I gave her a hug. It was nice to see her at long last.

The Dad and The Sister are back from Wales; I thought they'd be gone until tomorrow but no such luck. I still have to work a shift tomorrow which I know is going to be ridiculously long because it's the lunch shift and then the afternoon one, which frankly I could do without. I've not been on the books since December so all the work I've been doing since Christmas has been unpaid. I mean actually unpaid as opposed to paid in secret or whatever the hell it was that The Dad was playing at before Christmas.

And also The Dad is going to collect The Gran from Uncle #4 tomorrow. I love my grandmother but I resent all the talk about how I should be fully domesticated already.

I'm about half-through season 4 of The Wire. I love Snoop Pearson. She's fierce. And she totally surprised me. I love her monologue at the top of the season. That was great. I also love Prez, goddamn.

I'm going to have to go back to my Homicide run-through once I've finished with this show.

Current Mood: awake
Current Music: none.

Hahahaha, picfor1000: I TOTALLY FORGOT. So that's something else that I need to sort out now.

It's been almost a week since I 'properly' updated. I used to read people's journals where they were all, shit, I totally forgot to update! And I'd be sitting there thinking, wait, what? Except now I'm one of those people and it makes sense. I don't have anything to update about, really. Sometimes I think of things but I don't bother because, well, I don't bother.

Life at the community centre continues on apace. This week is half term which means I get Friday off. I should have Wednesday off, too, but a woman from the college wants to talk to me so I have to get up early and be in by 9am. Which is the time I'm usually in but things are taking me a little longer than usual this week because my legs really hurt, so I'm trying to stay on top of that.

We're in the middle of setting up another Family History course for March so even when I'm not in the centre my brain is filled with phone numbers I need to call and messages that I need to double up on. Yeah, my life is thrilling.

In other news, I spent Sunday and much of yesterday watching season 3 of The Wire. I got to about 3.04 last January and then stopped for whatever reason. This time I marathoned straight through the season. Some comments: ( spoilers. )

I should really talk about Battlestar Galactica and Big Love before there's too much to say and I forget but with both shows I'm still processing a lot. For the latter I will say, goddamn, Chip Esten, you're still damn attractive.

This week's Being Human was enjoyable as ever though I felt the ending created more problems than it solved. I'm not sure that was the point but, uh, okay.

I am having serious vocabulary issues recently. The word will be on the tip of my tongue and then it will just disappear. It's incredibly frustrating.

Current Mood: blah
Current Music: Ingrid Michaelson - The Way I Am | Powered by Last.fm

Fuck, guys, I am totally fulfilling my role as flister you'd most like to incarcerate: if you happen to get a particularly lovey-dovey email/comment from me it's because hi, I'm a freak. Please don't wig to the tenth? Yes. And thanks.

In other news: I'm trying to ~~reign~~ (wtf) rein it in.

Nothing is happening in my life. The remaining snow is all icy and gross and I hate it; I am still at the community centre (today I fought with a huge ass printer and nearly burned my hand off: true story); I have discovered that I like my notebooks to have heft but also front covers that don't easily come off. No, but really.

I watched Fringe, Leverage and NCIS. The first I loved; JJAbrahms loves to headfuck, and whilst I wish the light puzzle had been an actual puzzle (i.e. something that you could solve with enough intellect as opposed to literal brain power) I still kind of loved that. Also: The Observer totally freaked me out. Again.

Leverage was half awesome (Lauren Holly! Parker!), half fucking insulting (it was the skin colouring that really bothered me and the idea that the Indians in charge of the company didn't know their shit; fuck you). So. Yeah.

NCIS. Man. ( spoilers. )

Oh man, so, I'm watching CSI on five, yes? And it is kind of breaking my heart! It reminds me very much of the mood last season pre-strike (with all that melancholy) and I don't know. The show itself isn't as formulaic as, say, CSI:NY, but the cases don't really interest me any more. And yet all the character bullshit has me clinging on. Oh show. WHAT TO DO.

Tangentially: yeah, whatever.

Current Mood: fucking miserable
Current Music: Linkin Park - Leave Out All the Rest | Powered by Last.fm

Was waiting for Big Love and realised there was probably a podcast to go along with the show; ended up watching a selection of preview/explanatory clips which made me even more excited for the show's return. I'm tempted to watch all of the previous two seasons before I dive in again, but that's not really practical.

Other fandom: finally watched CSI's season 8 premiere. ( spoilers. )

Hopefully I won't be at the store tomorrow night, so then I can watch the next one on TV.

I'm finally caught up with Private Practice, though I'm still behind on Grey's Anatomy. People: please explain to me why I keep allowing myself to get caught up in this annoyance. This show is about a bunch of grown adults behaving like teenagers, constantly going against patient privilege/request, and cheating on everyone. WHY AM I STILL WATCHING?

re: Grey's Anatomy, see above x100.

On the plus side: omg, United States of Tara! The parts of the pilot that weren't leaked in the trailer were good enough to make me want to watch again, which I would be doing anyway, if only for Rosemarie DeWitt who I have taken a great liking to. T is grating, but I really like Buck, and I hope we get to clue in to Alice asap. Plus, I really like the relationship between the brother and the sister in the show. So. Yay?

I must have seemed extremely frustrated at the centre this morning (I didn't feel it) because Boss Lady asked me twice if I was okay. It was a strange morning because there were a lot of people there but there wasn't really a lot for me to do. Then I had a shift at the reception after which I sent off a meeting report to the College Rep who visited on Friday. Hopefully that's all in order.

This evening I have to work the late shift at The Store. Again. Kill me; kill me now.

Current Mood: blah
Current Music: The Rosebuds - Nice Fox - The Rosebuds - Nice Fox | Powered by Last.fm

/The Ecstasy of Bursting Forth (Mad Men).

Later, when Don asks her to deliver a report to Mr. Cooper's office, she tiptoes in, having slipped off her shoes before she walked into his office. She stares at the Roethke, cocks her head this way and that, tries to see what they're all talking about. The gradations are intriguing she supposes. She steps forward, again bending her head. But still she sees nothing. It should just be gray, she thinks, a mass of shades of gray.

A gen fic about Joan, post-S2 finale; written for me and basically hitting all my kinks. Where canon!Joan's strength (paradoxically) lies in her passivity towards Greg, this Joan does the thing we want her to do: she starts to take control of her life. The fic has this great mirroring effect, following her through two mornings and listing the differences. On top of that, there are quiet character notes on Peggy and Salvatore (oh gosh, the latter is heartbreaking) and the atmosphere feels very true to the show. I'm totally in love with it.

( the rest, by fandom (alphabetically) )

Includes: Angels in America; Friday Night Lights; Homicide: Life on the Streets; Life; Mad Men; The Middleman; movies (Aliens; Brick; Chocolat; Empire Records; Hancock; Little Miss Sunshine; Speed); Mythology; Old Testament; One Thousand and One Nights (Arabian Nights); Pushing Daisies; Sarah Connor Chronicles; Slings & Arrows; Spooks; The Time Traveler's Wife; Wire in the Blood

The rest of my Yuletide bookmarks are, natch, at my delicious account.

Current Mood: calm
Current Music: Dar Williams - The Ocean | Powered by Last.fm

Last night I watched Merlin (!!!!) and then made dinner whilst the NCIS pilot was on (again - dear Five, shouldn't you start airing S5 already, or are you waiting for February?) I didn't watch the whole thing because even though I love it, I can pretty much recite the dialogue at this point. I remembered a couple of things: that Kate seemed older, and more together, and that Jethro laughed a lot, and that the pilot really is a thing of beauty. I didn't make it to the confrontation scene in the bathroom, but I did see: TOBIAS FORNELL, and Tony getting thrown out of the car. Marvellous.

For whatever reason, Bête Noire is on my mind today, and whilst that episode is obviously so much about Ari, the part that I tend to forget is that the episode is littered with references to how Jethro is old school to the point where it is kind of detrimental to his work (his pad and pencil versus Kate's palm pilot &c.) So there's an element in the whole arc where Ari is this child who is outwitting him, and it's bringing his age into focus. Which, as I've said before, is probably in a sharp place already because we've just had Enigma and Terry O'Quinn, and the first of the laboriously complicated mess that is Jethro's history.

Then I watched CSI (the episode with Drops and all his progeny) and was amazed to find that I actually enjoyed that episode a lot.

For the most part I've been sorting out laundry, cooking, and have started my Homicide marathon again. I'm about to watch Thrill of the Kill and then the two-part Sniper episode from season 4 and judging from other people's hints/reactions (cough daygloparkercough) I AM TRÈS EXCITED.

edit: HOLY SHIT THAT'S JEFFREY DONOVAN.

Current Mood: awake
Current Music: none.

( Bones, 4x06, The Crank in the Shaft )

( Pushing Daisies, 2x01, Bzzzzzzz! )

( CSI: NY, 5x02, Page Turner. )

( Supernatural, 4x03, In the Beginning )

( Private Practice, 2x01, A Family Thing )

( Numb3rs, 5x01, High Exposure )

( Life, 2x02, Everything... All the Time )

Today I get to watch Merlin, huzz! And last night I watched more CSI and continued to be bored, which is sadface-inducing.

Current Mood: ditzy
Current Music: Brandi Carlile - Again Today / Hiding My Heart | Scrobbled by Last.fm

Dear Mad Men, way to be entirely depressing! Which is not to say that I didn't love it, because, well, OBVIOUSLY I did. Jane is entirely boring to me, though; I think it was the casting choice. It was nice to see Hildy, though, whom I adore. Please, show, continue to wreck me. I don't mind at all.

( True Blood, 1x04, Escape from Dragon House )

( Life, 2x01, Find Your Happy Place )

( Sarah Connor Chronicles, 2x04, Allison from Palmdale )

( Californication, 2x01, Slip of the Tongue )

( The Unit, 4x01, Sacrifice )

I've yet to see Dexter; am feeling pretty blahface about it, actually. I may have to store up a few episodes and watch them in one go. Even though I liked it last year, I only watched it on time because I was watching with T. And, well, not there any more.

I have new music, eee! Some unreleased Patty Griffin and Seth Lakeman's albums, whoop whoop. Folk at its best. And now: NCIS and Criminal Minds. It is a Good Day.

Current Mood: wtf last.fm, scrobble damn you
Current Music: Patty Griffin: Top of the World.

FOR SALE
all DVDs are region 2

X-Files boxsets, seasons 1-9 plus Fight the Future.

The Wire boxsets, seasons 1-4.

£10 per boxset (£3 for the XF movie). Some of these are brand new - never watched, never opened. Comments are screened.

As ever, if you know anyone who is interested, send them this way. By way of comparison X-Files boxsets are retailing at c.£22 per boxset, and The Wire for £15-£35 depending on season.

Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Patty Griffin - Mil Besos | Scrobbled by Last.fm

Received some post this morning. Firstly, wliberation, I'm told everything is sorted so no need to worry anymore! Secondly, two years ago I entered Polaroids in a poetry competition and today they sent me an application for this year's contest. Which is a shame, considering I haven't really written anything I like as much as I like Polaroids. We'll see.

Last night I watched Mock the Week with my parents which was easily the best plan I've had all week because comedy loosens the shoulders, and communal comedy does it collectively. Afterwards I tried to watch the third disc of H:LotS on my laptop but it could read the disc because of the print on it. Tried to watch it on the TV: that player couldn't read it either. So I left that, and we watched Touching Evil, season 2 (the finale). As per expected, it was an angstbasket, huzz. (Nicola Walker. NICOLA WALKER. I always enjoyed her portrayal of Ruth, and I don't think anyone could have done half as a good a job, but seeing her in TE blows my mind. Just the variation in the characters, and how believable she is at both. I can't even reconcile Susan with Ruth. Just amazing.)

As it turns out, the home PC can read the aforementioned disc, so I'll be watching downstairs this afternoon.

Am kind of already fed up with the idea of graduation? Don't ask.

Today is Friday. Tomorrow night the rents are going to someone's birthday party (one of Dad's friends from the Rotary) and on Sunday night The Sister is having some sort of birthday shebang (lots of drama surrounding that one, for no good reason). I am going to throw myself into a ditch and avoid the whole blah damn thing.

Current Mood: okay
Current Music: Rilo Kiley: Breaking Up.

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