Work has gone mental. I knew when I finished two Wednesdays back that I'd have enough to do when I got back, but jesus, it's been insane. I spent Tuesday and Wednesday trying to catch up enough to make progress on what I'd already started, but by Friday I still hadn't done much. I hate crisis calls that come after 3.30 because I know it's going to fuck over my evening. On Friday I was going to leave at 4pm, but ended up staying until after 5.30, at which point I decided, fuck it, I'll grab a drink with some people. So. It's all good, and I like having things to do. But there was many a moment when I looked at my desk and my PC and wondered if someone had set fire to the work flow.
Early start tomorrow. Hoping to take the car.
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I had a dentist appointment on Monday. The dude injected me more times than I was anticipating, and my mouth felt swollen for ages. But, hey, fillings. Sorted.
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I was wholly prepared to continue being in love with Fringe but the latest episode, though it started off promising, eventually devolved into something I didn't really enjoy, and couldn't really get behind. I'm all for epic love stories, or whatever, but if that's the basis of four series of plot I'm going to feel cheated.
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This week's Justified was great, but it felt incomplete. It was one of those episodes where a lot of things happened, but fuck if I could tell what the point was. And sure, there has to be exposition, and it's all set up for what's to come, but each episode should have its own arc. That's basic narrative, surely?
( rambling. )
Did manage to finish watching series 1 with The Mother, though. GOODNESS. I still love how contained the first series is, and the way it wrapped up. It was extremely subtle, and I enjoyed it immensely.
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( more t.v. )
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SCOTT AND BAILEY IS BACK NEXT WEEK!
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My sister is back from Spain tonight, and then heading back to the continent on Wednesday/Thursday. I need to convince her that we really, really need to see The Muppets whilst she's here.
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This weekend has been quite busy because The Mother's youngest sister and her family stayed over. I have new saris (for my cousin's wedding) and more knowledge about my maternal family that is always good to keep in hock, so to speak. Felt a bit bad for The Boys because they weren't really in the circle of conversation, but I think they did okay out of it.
It does mean, though, that my weekend has zipped by. Oh well.
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One day I will actually write a proper post about my response to Glee, but for now: yay, Troubletones and the gays; nay, every other fucking thing.