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I haven't updated since April and now that I am, it's to get stuff off my chest – I actually drafted this entry on 30th June and it’s taken me so long to post it that I’ve had to amend it. :P

Mostly I haven't done anything exciting since April because I'm still bloody skint - other than decorating the lounge, and I already shared the pics of that on Facebook. :P (We finally got around to hanging pictures over a month later – after filling all the holes we were rather loath to put more in the walls!)

Anyway, here is my venting, in no particular order...

( Vents are actually one of the problems... )

It's not all doom and gloom, though. :P

I am still enjoying my job. Everyone is very stressed at the moment because of the new Strengthening Families Framework which has been in place since March, because we are crashing in blindly for the most part and communication at all levels seems to have ground to a halt. The good thing is we're all in the same boat, so we are all offloading at each other in work rather than taking it home with us - and they're actually valid things to be stressed about, rather than the petty stupidities that caused such major issues in Legal.

There are a few colleague issues creeping through the cracks - a couple of my colleagues can be a bit annoying, and one of them is your classic example of doing the bare minimum rather than trying to exceed in any way then complaining that she won't pass her PDR... but it's nothing I can't deal with, and I'm learning to rise above it - it helps that the team has a really good relationship (both working and personal) and everyone mucks in to help each other out. It's such a breath of fresh air after my experiences at both Legal AND Ladywood, and makes me very glad that I chose to work at South rather than anywhere else.

Being skint does mean that Paul and I are catching on boxsets. Our Farscape rewatch is on temporary hiatus, as is the JC rewatch as I just keep forgetting about it and series 5 was such a mess of fail, but we are now on season 4 of Frasier and have just finished both Bates Motel and Fargo. We've just made a start on American Horror Story: Asylum as well, which is already looking as creepy/WTF as the first season.

( My Frasier ramblings got long... )

I really wish I had the time and mental capacity to do in-depth rewatches for everything, like I’ve done for Jonathan Creek, but I think I’m up to my fifth 90’s show boxset now (Frasier, X-Files, Buffy, Farscape, Creek) and there are not enough hours in my life, especially given the sheer amount of episodes! If you tally them up it’s a cumulative 36 seasons, over 800 episodes, and I do not even want to think how many hours. I did attempt it for TXF but only got three episodes in before I gave up, and as much as I’d love to attempt it for ‘Scape, I think it might actually break me within half a season. :P

This is why I have a tendency to ignore most modern-day series, or for those I do watch I only do so without such a vested interest. I have too many old fandoms still vying for supremacy, and too many work-in-progress fics for most of them, to start investing energy into shiny new ones. :P

Aaaaanyway, I think this is quite long enough. I had intended to post some fic somewhere whilst I was off, and didn’t quite get around to it… but hopefully I will actually manage to get the JC stuff online this year. :P

Over and out.

Current Mood: exhausted

As if falling back into Frasier, Farscape and X-Files wasn't bad enough - and also Buffy as Denise and I progress further through that re-watch - I am still periodically flailing about POTO. :P

I went to Denise's on Saturday, initially because we were going to continue the Buffy-athon, but instead I ~~inflicted~~ shared the POTO 25th anniversary concert (and latterly the 1925 silent film, just for comparison purposes).

POTO is a really weird thing. I fall in and out of it regularly, and the the only time I fall back into it is after actually seeing/reading some version of it. I finished "Whisper" in a creative flurry after my first viewing of the gala concert; "Freedom from Darkness" (my first proper POTO fic) and its sequels came from the germ of an idea after I first saw the show in Birmingham, aged 16; and my Mary Sue story / A-Level creative writing assignment was written following my first reading of Susan Kay's Phantom. When I'm not flailing about it, though, I kind of forget the power it has over me. I'll go for months - even years - without reading/writing fanfic or even thinking it about it at all. I still count it as a fandom, of course, and it's always there in the periphery of my mind, but until the point when it actually takes over my head again I tend to file it away somewhat as one of those frivolous fandoms of my youth.

Although if the recent rewatches have proven anything, it's that those so-called frivolous fandoms of my youth were more important than I gave them credit for. ;)

Anyway, the point is, it's the most horrendously addictive thing in the world. I can remember listening to the soundtrack almost constantly on several occasions in my teens and 20's, and nowadays, each and every time I've watched the 25th anniversary gala, I am overcome by the desire for MOAR PHANTOM.

That being said, because it's been 1.5 years since the gala concert and because I've watched it three more times since then - which isn't much in the grand scheme of things but if I were still a student I imagine that number would be more like 300 - I felt like doing an entry about some of my favourite things about the performance...

( POTO 25 Awesomeness )

I shall now come out of the cut to briefly mention this other, semi-related thing which I discovered on Saturday whilst we were watching the 1925 silent film, which

commoncomitatus will also appreciate. I was IMDb-ing to find out where they'd filmed it, because the Palais Garnier interiors were so accurate (soundstage 28, apparently, where many of the sets still remain and which is rumoured to be haunted), and in the process of reading the trivia page I learned the following exciting nugget of information.

The ornate bed in Christine's bedroom is the same one used by Gloria Swanson 25 years later in Sunset Boulevard. Which explains why it was so bloody familiar!!

These fandoms are content to remain intertwined, apparently. :D

Okay, I think this is long enough. I might come back with exciting POTO screencaps at some other juncture when I have more spare time. Watch this space. :D

...and with something other than Creek-related fandomosity, here's an entry with actual substance!

At work, we are officially a "citywide" service (even though PSS doesn't work like that and we are all still based at our usual office locations), which means that we can be sent to minute all over the city. So yesterday morning I was sent to Tamebridge House.

( Cut for length. )

In other news: last night we started watching Farscape. :D As Lloyd was nice enough to get me season 2 for Christmas, and thanks to the announcement of a potentially imminent movie (OMG OMG OMG), I had already decided that 2014 would be the year of marathoning it, and as there was nothing better on last night we slotted the first two episodes in before watching My Mad Fat Diary.

Talking of which: last night's episode was just... augh. Such a heart-wrenchingly accurate portrayal of how everything can spiral into utter bleakness and completely defeat you...

Anyway. ( Farscape thoughts! )

And that's that - for now. I actually attempted to do this for X-Files but as Denise and I have now hit season 2 and were watching 5-6 episodes in a go, I kind of gave up. I might come back to it when I have some spare time and get up to speed, though - I have so many thoughts and feelings re: Mulder/Scully on my second full rewatch.

I think that'll do for now. I suspect I will need to make more Farscape icons soon, though. :D

Current Mood: grateful
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So, series five of Jonathan Creek started last night (only just in February, it seems). As you might have guessed, I approached this situation with no small amount of trepidation, given the low-flying rumours and episode information handed out beforehand...

I can safely say it wasn't as bad as "The Clue of the Savant's Thumb" - but in fairness, very little could be as bad as that - and I think in many respects I approached series five in much the same way as I approached the POTO movie ten years ago, i.e. that I'd built it up to be so horrendously awful that anything more than that would have been a bonus.

(The irony of these two things being a decade apart has only just occurred to me.)

Anyway, some thoughts under the cut, rambling, shambolic, and with hopefully slightly less capslock abuse than last time, but I promise nothing! (Also: this icon makes me feel better.)

( The Letters of Septimus Noone )

So, there it is. Let's see what the next two weeks have to hold. I can't say I feel much better about the possibility of Caroline Quentin returning, even at this juncture, but let's not count our chickens, eh? ;)

In other news, I have a very annoying tickly cough which I suspect is as a result of there being no heating at the Access Centre and thus breathing in recycled fan-heater air. I've been sneezing / sniffly for months now so I wish it would just turn into a cold and be done with it!

Current Mood: thoughtful

This entry sat on my work PC for a bit because I kept forgetting to email it home, but as itâs mostly still relevant I have amended it somewhat and will post it anywayâ¦

As of last Monday, I have a line manager! On phased return for two weeks and only sorting out emails and PDR's, but nevertheless she is back, which should mean those few loose ends will finally get sorted (like a key for my pedestal so I can bring my two carrier bags of crap back to work).

I'm actually really enjoying this new job, despite the initial month or so of glitches and frustration and IT failure. I'd forgotten how much I actually enjoyed CP work when I was doing it before - Sandra-gate and all that aside - possibly because the final few months at Legal kicked any and all job satisfaction out of me. But yeah. I'm not waking up in the mornings with that sense of cold dread, having to drag myself out of bed and over to Woodcock Street for another seven-point-three hours of awful soul-destroying job-hating horribleness.

Don't get me wrong: I still hate mornings (all the more so as I'm actually getting up early, imagine that!) and would still much rather be in bed than on the bus (in the NEVERENDING FRIGGING RAIN) but it's definitely refreshing to not hate every single second of what I'm doing.

There is one vaguely work-related thing that I wish I could moan about, but despite my not even being involved in it I'm still sworn to secrecy until some point later in the year. Which sucks in itself because I really need to rant about it, and I can't. It has nothing to do with this job or even the Council, per se, but yeah. Cryptic sidenote is cryptic.

Also: the people here are awesome. As part of the Professional Support Services restructure we all had to state our preferences on which "hub" we wanted to work out of, so obviously we all put Lifford as first choice. Last week the confirmation came through of where we'd be based, using the phrasing, "You have been assimilated to Lifford House hub," and within five minutes people were making Borg jokes. In the Legal support pool that reference would have gone completely over their heads and my pointing out that "Resistance is Futile" would have dropped like a lead balloon.

On Friday I also received two (verbal) compliments on my minutes from two separate Chairs, one of whom subsequently emailed my line manager. They were both saying how nice it was that they barely had to make any amendments and one of them said my Legal background was obvious because of my language use. So that was nice. (I should also point out at this point that all of the Chairs so far seem like genuinely lovely people and are all that particular breed of insane that emerges from child protection-related work.)

So, right at the point where I'm settled and getting on with the people and thinking I could really do well in this job? That's the point where Legal Services decide to advertise the frelling Legal Assistant post on Internal Recruitment.

( Cut for moaning. )

In other news: I've been writing JC fic again after a brief dry patch (resulting mostly out of the new job making me exhausted and/or ambivalent for the first few weeks) - another episode tag done ("Time Waits for Norman") and its corresponding "X Times" version, plus another two stories currently on the go which are refusing to cooperate - a post-Easter Special angstfic and another post-ALTAF story (fluff/angst/all the good stuff). My JC/POTO crossover is also brewing away and I'm hoping when we get to series 3 the opening for it will become clearer; I know vaguely what I want to do but am waiting for inspiration to strike!

The Doomfic also has a title now, thanks to Snow Patrol's "Make This Go on Forever"- namely "The Final Word", which sums it up quite scarily well. As ever, I need to stop avoiding that story and start giving it more attention; at some point I am actually going to run out of episodes to tag and then I can no longer put it off. :P

Anyway, over and out for now. Hopefully I will not revert to form and change my mind about the Legal Assistant stuff at the very last second (heh) but I will update whatever happens!

Current Mood: thoughtful
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Okay, finally getting around to posting this... (Oh, also: I've finally set up Semagic to cross-post to DW automatically when I post here, as I kept forgetting and had repeatedly imported my old LJ entries to DW, thus ending up with older entries 3 or 4 times. I've deleted it all and started again, with cross-posting now happening by default...)

To explain: I'm working on a post-Easter Special angstfic for Jonathan Creek, the first draft of which I sent to

commoncomitatus, typos and all. Following that, we somehow ended up having the Epicest Jonathan Creek Fandom Discussion of All Time, which now deserves to be noted on LJ along with all the in-depth episode write-ups.

My initial plan was to finish the story first so I could post the emails in their entirety, in context... but instead I'll go from a point that makes somewhat more sense outside of the context of the fic. Unfortunately I still have to explain the basic concept of the story, which is ( spoiled underneath this cut here. )

That being said, here is the Fandom Discussion - all typos as per the original emails, including one particularly spectacularly hilarious one from Eni. The only additions / amendments are to put in words that were missing, just so it's a bit easier to read. The first few emails are snipped to take out some irrelevant / nonsense bits, and there are also some spoilers for the Doomfic and/or my ALTAF-verse, but probably nothing more than I've already mentioned on LJ elsewhere. I've also colour-coded: mine are purple, Eni's are green.

( In which we analyse the Easter Special to death and back and still get nowhere. SPOILERS and FLAIL beneath this cut. You were warned. )

So, there you have it. All other Jonathan Creek fandom discussions and/or theories are hereby null and void. :P

Oh, whilst I'm here, as I haven't updated in ages - new job is going much better now. I'm pretty much always busy and too tired when I get home from work to actually update, but so far I'm really enjoying it. This is a strange, alien feeling after the last few months of hating every second of every day in Legal! I've also covered two cases at New Aston House in Newtown, which transpires not to be too bad to get to (45 minutes door to door because I can get the train halfway). So yeah.

The only odd thing is that - obviously - I've run into people I used to work with at Ladywood. Amanda is my acting manager, Tina H is still the Senior Admin Assistant for West&Central, and Cynthia still works as a Clerk... but so far we've all been dancing around Sandra-gate and the reason I left Children's Services in the first place... which is kind of weird, but also a relief. The only person I've spoken to about it properly has been Jenny, because she knew about it before she had anything to do with Child Protection, from knowing me personally. So yeah. I'm pretty sure both Amanda and Tina are fully aware of my history with Child Protection AND my reasons for leaving, and the silence has been mutual. Frankly, I'm not going to complain.

This is long enough already, so: over and out, for some indeterminate amount of time...

Current Mood: accomplished
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I am still two write-ups behind, despite having promised myself I'd get them done this weekend. Am busy tonight and also Wednesday (meal for Jade's 21st) so hopefully on Thursday I might get at least one of them done.

Anyway, last night was the long-awaited Easter special of Jonathan Creek, namely "The Clue of the Savant's Thumb". I really wish it had been on Sunday night instead so I'd have a day to recover - as it stands, I didn't get to bed until gone midnight last night thanks to obsessively refreshing both Twitter and Tumblr for fan reactions, and even then did not get to sleep until nearly two.

I probably shouldn't be abusing New Job's technology to be doing LJ entries, but as it's quiet and nobody is looking (shhhh!) I shall at least try and get some of this nonsense out of my head before I attempt (and doubtless fail) to sleep tonight. (Entry also finished at home much later.)

Because seriously, I need to vent this.

cloudsinvenice and

thefleshfailure may both wish to wait until after they've watched before clicking the cut...

( The Clue of the Savant's Thumb - quite obviously, contains SPOILERS and copious amounts of CAPSLOCK ABUSE. )

I hope the three episodes being filmed in the autumn are better - or that Renwick falls out with Sarah Alexander and finds some way to write her character out like everyone else. :P

Okay, hopefully now I've vented that I will actually get some sleep tonight. SO TIRED.

Current Mood: contemplative

Right then, we're on to series 2. As much as I have lamented the fact that this show is so short, it will at least make the re-watch less of an epic marathon...

( Series 2, Episode 1 - "Danse Macabre" )

Next week will be "Time Waits for Norman" - I don't have many pictures for that one, for reasons which will become apparent... Once we get past the halfway point of series 2, however, I anticipate things will start to get very interesting indeed...

Click here for "Time Waits for Norman"...

Current Mood: okay

I have been looking forward to this one for AGES. :D Predictable fangirl is predictable.

( Series 1, Episode 5 - "The House of Monkeys" )

Next week we start on series 2 with "Danse Macabre", and at some point during that week I need to collect some series 2 screencaps, because frankly these write-ups take long enough as it is. :) (I really wanted to make an icon for this episode but I'm not suitably inspired. Maybe later...)

Click here for "Danse Macabre"...

Current Mood: peaceful

Okay. Not many screencaps for this one because there weren't many J/M moments that were easy to capture - the episode has plenty, though. :) (Also no icon because, well, not many screencaps.)

I should also point out, in case anyone thinks my episode memory is astounding, that I've been recapping with the aid of the in-depth episode guides on JonathanCreek.Net, which are a godsend even if her character observations are annoying. :P Anyway...

( Series 1, Episode 4 - "No Trace of Tracey" )

OMG "HOUSE OF MONKEYS" NEXT WEEK. I am excite. :D

Click here for "House of Monkeys"...

Current Mood: okay

Right. Unsurprisingly, I may have quite a lot to say about this one. ;)

( Series 1, Episode 3 - "The Reconstituted Corpse" )

Right then, there we go.

Just realised I didn't manage to make an icon this week... I've been staring at the caps for ages but no inspiration is striking, alas. So I'll just have to use Jonathan's good old-fashioned "eww" face... which I suppose is at least vaguely apt. ;) I think the main reason for that is because I've been trying to beat the "Crooked Lane" tag into submission now for over a week, and it's really starting to slow me down (Millennium Eve fic aside) - I put a dent in it on paper this morning so with any luck I can get it finished tonight after Glee. DAMN YOU FIC I WILL END YOU.

A brief reprieve from ship!flail next week, thankfully - though this re-watch is definitely proving interesting in terms of the subtext - at least until "House of Monkeys", at which point you should be VERY, VERY AFRAID. Oh, wait - didn't I say that last week too? I'll say it again: VERY, VERY AFRAID. :D

Over and out.

Click here for "No Trace of Tracey"...

Current Mood: hungry (but NOT for banana-coffee!)

Today is going to be great fun - thus far (9.30am) nothing networked actually works. No IKEN, no Lotus Notes, no Winscribe, and no printers. This is what happens when you're reliant on technology to do your day job.

Such being the case, as I have nothing better to do, this entry may be long. Also: more opportunity to work on fanfic, though doing so on the lower ground floor (I'm secretarying today - or trying to, in any event) is even more paranoia-making than upstairs. Still, it's better than twiddling my thumbs.

Thankfully, I have my CRB paperwork to sort out today at 2.30, after which I am fully intending on going home - it's a half-hour walk there and back again, so by the time I get back here it'll probably be around 3.15 anyway, and if the network doesn't come back up I'll be sitting here doig nothing for another two hours, and I can do that at home, thanks. :P (Except I've had to ask Paul to email on my behalf to double-check it's still happening, as I can't access my emails.)

( I warned about the fandom stuff, right? )

The other thing I was going to talk about was the timing of this period of fandom flail.

( Interesting... )

Okay, I shall post this and attempt to kill the next couple of hours somehow. If the network isn't back tomorrow I don't know what I'm going to do - we can't even photocopy or scan because you have to log into the MFD's in order to do so, and they're also dead!!

Current Mood: thoughtful

Look, it's not about work! ;)

This has been floating around my brain for a while now. As it's quiet today I thought I would finally try and turn it into coherent words.

Has anyone else read the news story lately about the publishing company which is taking classic novels and adding "missing scenes" of a risqué nature? ( More under here. )

You'd think, after doing nearly 12,000 words on the subject of fanfiction for my dissertation, I would have got all of this out of my system by now. Mind you, back then the lines were not so blurred...

I need to do another post at some point about season 3 of Glee, as it finished a few weeks back and I've just started a re-watch with Paul. Normally my repeat viewings are not so close behind the initial showing, so it's been quite interesting seeing how certain events at the start of the season have shaped later episodes. I've had some thoughts brewing for a while about the finale anyway, but as this is quite lengthy, it can wait a bit longer...

I have to say, it's refreshing to use my LJ for something a bit more intelligent than office-related rage. If this was a proper blog, I can't quite see it reaching the point of "Julie & Julia". ;)

Current Mood: contemplative

Saturday was quite busy this week, as it was Jade's 20th yesterday (1st April) and one of Paul's colleague's 30th, so we had two separate sets of things to go to. We went to Jade's in the early evening, drank and watched TV and laughed at her hyperactive dog, got delayed an hour waiting for our taxi (we ordered three, the first two turned up and the third went AWOL) and then went to the Vaults for an hour or so. It was a bit noisy in the bar, but I definitely want to go back and try the restaurant as the building itself is very cool - though the cocktails are hideously expensive.

Yesterday we were going to do a ghost walk with Darren and family but we were much too tired and had things to do. Operation Salad Lunches is in full swing now so we went to Bearwood to get supplies (more salad, couscous, plus some bits for tea - we somehow still managed to spend £50), and then I spent much of the day doing washing as the weather was nice. (Our garden gets the sun pretty much all day, so is great for drying things.) We had a leg of lamb from Aldi for dinner with roasted veg and minted potatoes, and then Paul fell asleep watching Anchorman and refused to go to bed. :P

I've purposely left the beginning of this entry quite sparse as I have a lot to say about the other thing I did on Saturday, which was to have a girly afternoon with my mum watching Love Never Dies, the Phantom sequel, on Blu-Ray on the shiny LED TV. So of course I have quite a lot to say. ;)

( Love Never Dies Review - contains massive spoilers! )

Hmm. Yes. I suppose I expected LND to bring some of these feelings out again, but despite all that, it has a few nice moments. I might buy the soundtrack at some point, and I will probably watch it again now that I'm not going in "cold", but I think I'm going to have to look at it like a big-budget fanvid or it'll make me crazy.

Right, I think that is quite long and boring enough. I actually went looking for LND fanfic last night and for some reason had not anticipated that the majority would be missing scenes for "Beneath a Moonless Sky". (Like the badfic authors needed any more excuses.)

I wrote this at work today to get it out of my brain and subsequently was not exactly productive. Oh well. :P After the gym today Paul and I met up with Lloyd and Denise at Las Iguanas and had lovely Mexican food, so that was nice. I basically had fish and chips but the chips were sweet potato, which I'd forgotten how much I enjoyed, so I will definitely be buying more in future. :)

Right, that's it. I shall post this and probably go to bed. :P

Current Mood: thoughtful

Work has slowed down to an absolute crawl this week, hence this entry being long, rambling and pointless. 'Pologies.

My various fandoms are very strange and peculiar beasts in the way they invade my consciousness.

Take Sunset Boulevard, for example. Whenever it comes to visit, it opens a trapdoor beneath my feet and drops me back into it with an almighty crash. I have brief, crazed flurries of productivity - whether that's fanfic or character study (sorry, Eni...) - and then it bows out for a while to leave me in peace. By contrast, Jonathan Creek comes in, taps me politely on the shoulder and hangs around for a few weeks before sloping off again. And The X-Files, when that revisited, awoke like a great sleeping dragon, blew fire and brimstone for a bit, then went back to its cave.

I always say that old fandoms never die, they just lie dormant; I'm just fascinated by the different ways in which they decide to reappear.

Phantom, however... oh dearie me. For the most part, I blame my decision to re-read Kay's novel. Immediately post-gala I was craving MOAR PHANTOM and reached for that book as a quick fix; the penultimate section (which deals with the events of the musical/original book) is, frankly, glorious. And now, of course, I've started it again, and Erik - my original and first Muse - has decided to return.

( Stuff which makes me sound crazy... )

Good lord. I never quite anticipated that being out of fandom for so long would result in my LJ becoming full of periodic, epic fandom posts whenever I fell back into it. Was I always this bad? ;)

PS: Yay, I get to use my new icon!

Current Mood: thoughtful

I forgot to mention this in yesterday's über-post, but I remembered it again this morning with the remnant of a dream.

( To Sleep, Perchance... )

Yes, I am probably mad. :P

Current Mood: curious

It's been quite a fandom-filled weekend. I did intend to post before now announcing these things in case anyone didn't know, but meh. Forgot. Anyway.

( Ashes to Ashes series 3 kick-off - includes spoilers )

And then on Sunday, we had the eagerly-awaited Easter special of ( Jonathan Creek )

I'm sure I did have more to say, but I think that last section just broke my brain, and I have to cook tea when the oven's heated up. :)

Over and out.

Current Mood: thoughtful

Because it's summer, quite a few of our WPOs are missing, and as a result some of the work on the other side of our floor dates back from Wednesday last week. Which has the knock-on effect of everything else being urgent. We also have quite a bit on our side so our capacity to help out is limited. Meh. Plus Keith's bloody printer still doesn't work properly so that's just adding to the stress today.

In other news, I saw the trailer for Alice in Wonderland over the weekend, and ZOMG it looks AMAZING. Stick a search in Google if you're curious. I am currently more impressed by Burton managing to make Depp look scary rather than gothpaint pretty for the first time in forever than anything else, though the entire thing looks awesome. Also incredibly surprised that it's a Disney production... I thought they still weren't talking to Burton after Black Cauldron. Here's hoping they don't try and quash his creative vision with cute animals or whatever. A shame we have to wait until March, but at least there should be 9 to enjoy in September / October (IMDb doesn't give a UK release date, as per usual).

PS: If you disagree with my enthusiasm, I refer you to the 'contentious opinions' tag, which is your cue to be quiet. That is all.

Also watched I Am Legend on Saturday night, which was highly enjoyable. I like the fact that these days, "the future" is set only a few years from now - I'm also thinking of Children of Men as an example - and is either dystopian or the end product of humanity's mess-ups. It makes a change from old-fashioned sci-fi where "the future" was the 21st century. It also amazes me that Star Trek's First Contact Day will actually occur within most of our lifetimes, when it wouldn't have done back when the original series first aired. Admittedly I'll be about 70, but still. It makes you start to wonder if by 2076 we will actually have made 'first contact'...

Okay, I'm blathering on a bit. Must finish lunch, fix the bloody printer again (sigh) and get one with some work...

Current Mood: excited

If anyone was wondering where yesterday's entry went, I re-filtered it to a more selective friend-group. If you can still see it, this paragraph does not apply. :P

Paul didn't go out last night as intended because I was upset; we had comforting soup for tea (although I'd bought myself a curry from Marks and Spencer, self-indulgently, in the event that he did go out) and I finally got around to typing up the end of my Jonathan Creek "Omega Man" fic, to share with Eni and distract her from her kitchen ceiling stress.

Also had some very good news over the course of the evening - effectively ending this bloody three-bad-things awfulness - but I probably won't share that for a while.

I'm feeling better this morning. Paul has some options, we discussed them last night, and even though the choices aren't perfect they are nonetheless a whole lot better than unemployment. The sun has finally come out again, also, which has lifted my mood a bit (quite terrifying how much the weather suited my general state of mind last night - we went to the pub and got completely soaked in the downpour), and we have a team lunch this afternoon at Bella Italia - pleasant food and pleasant company. (Goodness me, it's nice not to dread team lunches...)

I seem to be cursed by odd-numbered years. Possibly this is a self-fulfilling prophesy, but it's still quite strange.

I have a photo to post and an icon to make, which is this weekend's task. I also have an overdue embroidery scan to share. Bad Stuff tends to put a damper on any kind of positive productivity, hence why I forced myself to finish typing up my fic last night, despite not really being in the mood and spending some portion of the allocated two hours fiddling with Winamp to update my 'all tracks' playlist with newly-ripped music. (On that note, I am currently addicted to both "Drastic Fantastic" by KT Tunstall and "Day & Age" by the Killers. The latter is absolutely amazing, incidentally. I also caught Brandon Flowers on Jonathan Ross the other week and his prettiness only made my unprecedented Killers-addiction all the worse. :P)

Anyway. Bad Stuff is rubbish, but this too will pass. Eventually. In future I will consider more carefully how/where I post my horrific over-reactions to set-backs, however, if only out of self-preservation of my sanity.

I think that'll do.

Current Mood: better

Right, can get back to 'proper' updates now.

Firstly, the slightly overdue Coraline mutterings and related ramblings... ( Contains Spoilers )

Sorry, that went on a bit.

This next one will be shorter: Paul finally convinced me to watch Rebel Without A Cause last night (I did want to see it, was just never in the mood) and I quite enjoyed it. For those who don't know - and perhaps Eni might be interested in this - the scenes at the abandoned house are actually the same one from Sunset Boulevard - the exteriors, at least. Not quite sure about the interiors, as it looked to me as though the entire layout was reversed. Still, it was quite exciting to see it in colour. :D

It also inspired a sentence, of sorts. A throwaway comment from Joe, either in his voice or just in his narrative style, about how one day that house might be abandoned and kids would use it as a castle... because SB is all about the inter-referential fun.

Fiiiinally, my bizarre dream. Not enough to properly warrant filtering it, so it's public. ( Caged animals )

I do believe that's everything. I had another jaunt to Acock's Green this lunchtime to get more food colouring paste for Alison's birthday picnic cake, and thankfully the trains did not conspire against me for once. Rather, my own stupidity did, as I managed to go the wrong way out of the station and added 20 minutes to my overall time. Boo.

Need to pick up some other bits of shopping tonight, including lime marmelade...

Over and out.

Current Mood: thoughtful

There's a lull in the work (already!) so I shall take the opportunity to return to my regularly-scheduled ramblings, and write down that Jonathan Creek series 3 theory I keep mentioning. I apologise in advance to Eni for breaking her brain. :P

Before that: for anyone not on Twitter and thence not following Alan Davies's feed, there's another special due for next Easter. :) Nothing else known as yet...

( Thusly. )

I think that's more than enough. Ended up a lot longer than I'd anticipated...

That being said, I shall post this and flee.

Current Mood: thoughtful

I received an exciting e-mail this morning. As I'm at work I can't squee as literally as I would like, so instead I shall vent it into a brain-splurge of an LJ entry instead. Sorry.

Not sure where to start, so I'll be alphabetical.

( Jonathan Creek )

So, to sum up: Jonathan Creek is awesome, J/M is more complex than I gave it credit for, and my fic needs updating. As ever.

( Sunset Boulevard )

In short, again, Sunset Boulevard is awesome, N/J is always more complex than I gave it credit for, and my fic needs starting. As ever. :P

In other news, my left ear hurts. It has been itching a lot lately so I'm assuming I've just scratched it by accident, but if it gets any worse I'll get to the doctor. The last thing I need is for it to get so bad as to make working impossible, really...

I think that's more than enough fandom-related ramble for one day. I'll get this tape out of the way, go on lunch, and then apparently help out downstairs because they're struggling...

Current Mood: excited

It's taken a while to get this up, but here it is. I commented on

collie_wing's assocation meme and she gave me these five things to explain:

( Association Meme, again )

Hmm, very thought-provoking associations. Cheers,

collie_wing!

I like this meme. Give me more things you associate with me, f-list!

Current Mood: thoughtful

Okay, this final section will be devoted to the ‘ships. Of course. These are in no particular order except for the last one. ;) I've talked about the SB ships before at some length in my old shipper posts, but every time I come back to it, I find more stuff to ramble about. Er, sorry.

Oh, and before I start, after a comment from Paul last night and also reading online reviews, it turns out the gigantic portrait at the back was of Gloria Swanson. Which makes an awful lot of sense, though I'm kicking myself for not realising. :)

( Saturday, Part 3 )

Right, I think that’s MORE than enough. I didn’t mean for it to be this long, honest.

I’ll get the photographs up some point this week on Facebook and Flickr respectively, and spend Saturday indulging in scanning the UK tour brochure to make Faith/Jeremy manips and icons, because my journal needs more SB, dammit. Perhaps a layout? We shall see.

Normal service – by which I mean moaning, whinging and rambling about X-Files – shall be resumed some point next week. I hope. ;)

Current Mood: accomplished

I warned you about the LONG, right? Good.

( Saturday, Part 2 )

Okay, I’m going to have to split this into three entries, so I’ll put all the ‘ship stuff in the last one. Character introspection took longer than I thought. I’m fully aware that these entries are of interest to about 1% of the population but this fandom produces extreme levels of thought each time I invest in it, and I just want to get it all down for posterity.

More coming. ;)

Current Mood: climbing a very big hill...

It's not often I do two of these in a row (pretty much) but I watched two more last night and they both warrant discussion, though for different reasons...

( Three of a Kind )

That's enough on that one. The sillness continued in the next episode, the ending of which I watched twice. ;)

( The Unnatural )

I shall stop there, because otherwise I will go on forever about nothing but the cuteness, and as much as the ending warrants it, it would get boring for everyone else.

*incoherent noises of joy*

Okay, I'm done. :)

Current Mood: JOY!

I watched "Milagro" last night. Before that, though, "Alpha" gets a Special Mention for guest starring Andy Robinson, a.k.a. Elim Garak. :)

Anyway. ( Milagro )

As an aside, I was convinced that the guy playing the murderer character (Nestor Serrano, apparently) was the voice of Jacques in that episode of The Simpsons where Marge learns to bowl on her own to spite Homer. A quick IMDB search informs me otherwise, however. I was also convinced that Carnivale's Lodz had appeared in "The Pine Bluff Variant", but that also turned out not to be the same guy.

I suck at this. ;)

Anyway, that's that. One more tape of season six to go. When I started this rewatch the end seemed so far away; now it's drawing closer I don't want it to end. :(

Current Mood: contemplative

I've watched quite a few since the last post, so this will be LONG.

( Triangle )

Next, that sci-fi staple, the body swap. ( Dreamland I and II )

The next episode is "Terms of Endearment", which is mostly unremarkable but gets bonus points for guest starring Bruce Campbell as the Devil. :D

Next, another favourite. ( Rain King )

( How the Ghosts Stole Christmas )

Aside from all of those, there's also been "Tithonus" and "SR-819", also quite enjoyable. Next up is the two parter, "Two Fathers" / "One Son", and then "Arcadia" - watch this space. :D

I should warn you in advance, however, that when I finally get to the very last episode, my reactions are not likely to be coherent. I caught a clip of the final scene of "The Truth" in a fanvid on YouTube on Friday night, and literally burst into tears. I'd forgotten how perfect the ending was, at least in terms of the MSR, so yeah. Be warned. :)

Current Mood: accomplished

Another slow day at work today. Apologies in advance if this ends up being a bit rambling...

Paul was working on Saturday, so I used the time alone to do something productive, which equated to cleaning the kitchen and bathroom - although not the floors. I managed to get the weird crud off the bath near the plug / taps area - it came off surprisingly easily, actually. The enamel is in bad condition so foam and stuff ends up clinging to the surface, meaning it was worse than it looked...

Also found a home for the vast collection of biscuit tins I've accumulated from work, finally.

I've also booked tickets to see Sunset Boulevard in London, which is mine and Paul's birthday present to Eni. Row D in the stalls. :) Vicky had sent me a promo-code for a discount (£50 tickets for £25) but it didn't actually work, which seems to be because none of the tickets actually cost £50... Anyway, at full price they still cheaper than equivalent seats for Sound of Music...

I also discovered that I can book the B&B near Kings Cross - where we all stayed in January before / after the Eurostar - from their website, though I can only book a minimum 2-day stay, so we'll have to go up on the Friday and leave on Sunday. Which, actually, probably works out better, as it doesn't mean we'll be rushing on the Saturday to get into the city, get changed, etc... Since my birthday trip in October was somewhat done on a budget (cheap seats and the matinee, so no overnight stay), this will feel more like a proper theatre trip, at least...

Still. YAY SUNSET!

We're going on 28th February. Oddly enough, when Sweet, Eve, Lloyd and I saw the final night of the UK tour, that was on 28th September... :)

Sunday was nothing much, really. Paul was meant to go out and play badminton but Drew was ill, so it was cancelled. We invited Lisa up for Sunday lunch and then inflicted Rocky Horror Picture Show on her, as she'd never seen it (!) Another one for the ranks when it tours again, anyway... I might make a RH-themed layout, actually... at the very least, one of the shots inspired me to make an icon...

( Some fandom-ramblings. )

I told you it would be rambling. ;)

In other fandom stuff, I have one episode of season 5 of X-Files to get through, and then the first movie. I had a bit of hiatus over Christmas but started up again this week. I am now just attempting to organise my time in order to watch the film through in one go...

Right, I'm going to post this one now before it gets any longer...

Current Mood: predatory

I came back from lunch to find a little purple gift bag on my chair, containing a very nice purse/bag (I'll post a photo later). The tag didn't even have my name on it, just a big "X".

I will safely assume it's my Secret Santa and not a secret admirer. In which case, my Secret Santa must be Terri as she's the only one of the remaining three who is actually in work. I'm just intrigued by the tag. Most odd.

Current Mood: confused

I'm just over halfway through season 5 now, which I hadn't realised was only 20 episodes long at the original time of watching it. Obviously, that was because they were filming the first movie at the time...

I shall cut by episode this time, as there’s quite a bit I want to discuss…

( The Post-Modern Prometheus )

Okay, that’s enough on that one. Most people who have never even seen a full series of X-Files or followed it with any conviction seem to have seen or remembered this particular episode, so that alone says a lot about its effectiveness. You don’t need to know anything about the series or the characters or the canon, it’s just a lovely little standalone. Never. Gets. Old.

( Some more bits and pieces... )

I think that’s more than enough. I have one season 5 video to go, and then need to dig out the first movie from the cupboard upstairs… Hopefully by the time I get to the end of season 9 (and there are a lot more episodes I shall no doubt ramble nonsensically about in the interim), I’ll have the new one on DVD. :D

I was going to make an icon in the wake of “Post-Modern Prometheus”, but my usual screencap site doesn’t have that episode done, alas. I found some other screencaps but haven’t decided which of them to use as yet… watch this space. I definitely need an icon to use on these posts. :)

Current Mood: thoughtful

A while ago, the Assistant Director here at Legal was doing the rounds of our team meetings in order to drive home the five 'goals' of Children's Services, during which she mentioned that the overall goal was - obviously - to protect children. She mentioned that we needed to try and dispell the myth that children are 'the enemy'. Young people in the 21st century are seen as this feral, uncontrollable, criminal force. It's not right that we should feel nervous around a group of 12 year olds, but the sad fact is that we feel as threatened by 12 year olds hanging around on street corners as we do by adult gangs. The sadder fact is that such children feel obviously threatened by each other, if the spate of teenage knife crim is anything to go by.

The AD is, of course, absolutely right. Children should NOT be seen as the enemy, because the local authorities (and, god forbid, their parents) should be working to protect them, educate them and give them the correct opportunities to become reasonable and productive members of society.

Thus far, this tactic appears to be failing horrendously. This morning, some horrible little chavvy oik of a teenage boy decided it would be utterly hilarious to come up behind me and knock my bus pass out of my hand into a puddle, as I was about to get on the bus. He let out a war cry (I wish I was joking), jumped in the air and then 'karate-chopped' my wrist, though all I could actually see was the blur of his white jacket. He was clearly showing off to his mates and looked old enough to know better. Initially I thought he'd bumped into me whilst running past, except upon looking down the road there was nobody running away, whereas there was a group of lads standing behind me looking very pleased with themselves.

Yeah. HILARIOUS. If I'd known for certain which one he was (they all look the same to me) I would have knocked his cap off his head. (Someone's done that to me on a bus before, too.) Except I wouldn't, because the last thing I want first thing in the morning is to get into some kind of pointless altercation with an immature brat trying to impress his equally immature and bratty friends. Taking the intellectual / adult highground doesn't really work against that kind of mentality.

Still, it's marginally better in Kings Heath than it was when I had to get the 11 to work and the 101 to town. There are only two schools on my bit of the 50, and one of them is KE Camp Hill. The other is Queensbridge, and they're both clear before Moseley so the kids are only on the bus for about three stops. On the 11 there were about four schools (George Dixon being one of them; oh, hurrah), and the 101 was a round tour of the worst bits of Hockley. I've had my fair share of horrible school-age children, thank you.

Perhaps, before we can educate children, we need to educate their parents. They're obviously getting it from somewhere...

In other news, I am feeling somewhat saner today. I appear to be moodswinging like WHOA lately, which I can only (I hope) attribute to pre-Christmas stress setting in. Paul and I filled in the diary last night in an attempt to organise the remainder of December, and it's going to be a case of fitting in various family members as and when there is space. Christmas falling mid-week is always a nightmare becuase there's half a week less than usual to cram everything into... or so it seems, anyway. I'm still convinced the days in December are actually shorter than any other time of year...

I still have far too much to do, obviously, but then, I always do. One of these years I'll start my Christmas preparation at least a month in advance...

Current Mood: calm

I have just purchased Boy in the Striped Pyjamas (the book) by John Boyne, and also the His Dark Materials trilogy in a boxed set, all from Amazon. BitSP was £4.20, and the HDM trilogy was about £15.00. :)

Considering I bought three recipe books and Child C (the autobiography of the foster child who suffered great physical / emotional abuse at the hands of his carer, which was in the news about a year ago, I believe) this afternoon, I am in no position to be buying any more books. I've bought loads which I still haven't read, and I'm trying to work through the bookcase in alphabetical order, which doesn't work when I buy more bloody books. :P I may give up on that, because I really really REALLY want to read White Teeth when I've finished Brighton Rock, and I've got Kim Woodburn's autobiography (another abusive childhood story) and another Tracy Chevalier and two Rosie Thomas and countless others to get through, and I STILL haven't read the final two Harry Potters.

I need to stop buying books. I'm turning into my mother. ;)

( Possibly sensitive )

Er... I think I should go to bed. My fingers are attached to some superfluous and over-analytical part of my brain today...

Current Mood: thoughtful

We had something of a blitz on the flat yesterday. I cleaned the kitchen on Wednesday night (or it might have been Friday, I can't remember now) and yesterday Paul did the floors and I did the bathroom - which included, I should add, mopping the walls.

Yes, you did read that right...

We needed a new mop, as the one we bought when we moved in was one of those bits-of-rope-tied-to-a-stick types and has gone all stiff and horrible. So we got a slightly better one, and a squeegy type one for the express purpose of cleaning the bathroom tiles. It's too small a room to get the step-ladder out, but the ceilings are too high to reach on my own.

The amount of dust up there was terrifying... After mopping they were literally 2-3 shades cleaner, and the colour of the water afterwards was horrifying.

Still - cleeeean now! I need to dust the shelves in the kitchen tonight and possible have a little rearrangement in there, as I am questioning the sanity of keeping the stereo on top of the microwave... :|

Shepherd's pie for tea yesterday (and lunch today), using frozen mash from Iceland for £1 a bag, which turned out to be much better value than Aunt Bessie's and just as tasty. We stocked up on some frozen stuff while we were in there to avoid having to go to Asda for another couple of months.

Oh, I thought I'd broken the fridge yesterday, too... I was cleaning the wall behind the bin because it tends to get covered in a fine layer of crud (to put it bluntly), and I unplugged the fridge in order to wipe down the top of the plug, and when I plugged it back in it made no sound... Seemed to be fine a few minutes later, though. It doesn't help that for some reason, there's no light in there...

In other news, still no sign of my bus pass. On checking the details of my account on the website it quite clearly states three important things:

1. The transaction / process is "Completed", which means...

2. ...the pass will be sent "2-3 days prior" to the start date

3. The pass should be from "05/09/2008 to 02/10/2008"

All of which mean they should bloody well have sent it by now. I will give them one more day (i.e. today) before phoning them up to shout at them.

Y'know, I cancelled my Centrocard for this exact same reason. TWM have usually been quite good about sending the pass out. Clearly my address is jinxed.

( A little extra thing I meant to post about... )

Aaaand finally, I conceded defeat and put the heating on Friday night. Which is vaguely ridiculous, really, because it's only the beginning of September, even though the wind and rain would have you believe otherwise. *shakey fist* Stupid weather.

Current Mood: relaxed

Hrm. Compared to last week, which was absolutely frelling insane in terms of work to do, and generally annoying in terms of everything else because I was knackered for most of it, this week is the exacty opposite. There is now nothing to do.

On the plus side, I've managed to scrape my flex up to a full day at last, so with any luck I'll be able to have a random day off at some point. And choir starts again tomorrow, so the flex-building will be quicker.

I feel sort of restless today. I blame the weather. August has been rubbish and it's like I've been waiting for the weather to improve without it ever happening, which makes me... not want to do anything. It's odd. I'm lagging behind on household stuff like cleaning the kitchen and doing the washing because a) I've been too tired and b) if the weather is poo I can't put said washing outside and it takes a week to dry in the attic, so I end up falling behind with it.

The sense of restlessness manifested at the weekend, really. We had a quiet one for the most part. Paul was out on Friday night to celebrate his last evening of cigarette freedom, and then out again Saturday afternoon to play pool. I started various things whilst he was out and didn't finish them: reading fics, planned to update some of my own, started watching series 1 of Most Haunted and gave up after two episodes... And yesterday was the same. I sat through the 'Stenders omnibus and spent the next couple of hours trying to subdue the boredom until I could cook tea.

( Ramble )

In other fandom-related news, Channel Four have finally pulled their fingers out to bring us the rest of season 2 of Ugly Betty. For some reason the DVDs haven't been released yet, so my plan of spiting them went out of the window. Never mind the fact that season three starts in about four weeks in the US. Ah, well, it was nice being up to speed for a while.

Also, someone has brought in some Herschey's mini bars from their holiday and yeah. America cannot do chocolate. Herscheys with fillings is okay (their "Crunch" equivalent was edible), but their bog-standard no-frills chocolate absolutely mings. It has this really awful aftertaste. They may excel at cookies, but they should leave the cocoa-based confectionary to the experts. Chocolate is the one thing that makes me glad to be British, and also a Brummie. *hugs the Cadbury factory*

(Note to self: send

doec some Real Chocolate. :P)

That's about it...

Current Mood: restless

Note to self: don't go to bed angry. You will feel slightly better first thing on waking, but this will turn into petty irritation an hour or so later.

( The reasons )

Meh, I have three different sets of tickets to book and no bloody money, and I'm not supposed to be using the credit card any more until some more is paid off, especially as the Asda spend has gone out. I suppose I can just put them on there for now and pay it off next month. In which case, I should probably get them booked this weekend. And I still need to buy a printer and a replacement remote control for the DVD player, because ours broke the other week and we only have basic functionality on the front of the machine.

Thank goodness its an early day for me today. And also lunchtime.

End point: anything which makes me question my own self-worth, no matter how pointless or apparently trivial, is a thing to be avoided. Unfortunately it takes the damage being done for me to realise that.

PS: I was semi-inspired to write a PotC:AWE fanfic last night. It would be an alternative-ending to the sequence where ( Spoilers )

I may well write it, but that depends on whether the images turn into anything more. Last night's mental horribleness kind of beat the Muse into hiding, which was wholly unfair given my current (lack of) writing habits, AGAIN. I REALLY need to update "Strange Glue".

Current Mood: indescribable

Another fairly sociable weekend, which seemed to invole an awful lot of films... I have rambled an awful lot in this one, so I've cut where appropriate.

I don't think I've updated in a while, so: on Thursday I made a seafood risotto using a recipe I got online by Jamie Oliver, which was actually as easy as he said it was. I decided to cook the prawns, salmon and scallops separately in a frying pan so as not to confuse things, which meant the risotto was as stodgy as a brick. Also, the recipe called for an amount of grated parmesan, but as our parmesan is powdered (it's generic 'Italian hard cheese' from Asda, in a plastic box) it ended up being ridiculously cheesy... Nevertheless, despite the fact you could build a house with it and my pans SUCK, it was actually very tasty.

Friday night was quite sedate for me, although Paul went out for drinks after work, came home (we had some more of the risotto and I still had to throw a little bit away - I think I'll halve the recipe next time...), and then went out again. I wasn't best pleased about this because I basically saw him (sober) for all of twenty minutes, but I did get the PC to myself for the evening. :P I had a play around on DOSBox and managed to get Simon the Sorcerer to work from the CD, though I am failing to get the Puzzle Pack to work because it was designed for Win 95/98 and will not install on XP or Vista, but is too advanced for DOSBox. (Although I think it might work with the SCUMMvm emulator, will have to investigate...) Got quite a way through it by remembering what I did last time but am now at a dead end again.

Paul rang me up at quarter to midnight to say he was waiting for a taxi, after which he talked bollocks at me for a while. Came home utterly plastered and hence broke his promise. :P

Saturday, we got up earlyish and went for brekkie at Wetherspoons, pottered around the house for a bit and then left for my mum's. I aimed to get there for 2.30 but hadn't banked on Hagley Road traffic (going through town is probably still bloody quicker than waiting for the 11 to turn up) and got there around 2.45. David was playing a Queen DVD and seemed to have convinced himself that Queen (circa 1985) were influenced by the Phantom movie (2004). Er, no, David. ;) Freddie was already dead by the time the movie was made, although I'm pretty sure the original musical and Queen influenced each other back and forth, judging by some of the videos...

( Random Phantom-esque theory... )

Aaanyway, at around 3.45 we headed off for the Barbecue of Doom at Quinton Church. The horrible thought did occur that my grandmother might have invited my father and not told anyone as a 'well-meaning' surprise, but then I remembered that even if she had, he would only have refused and/or had a strop when she didn't want him to bring Annabelle... So obviously, he wasn't there, thank anything. Nevertheless, the BBQ wasn't as bad as I think my mother was anticipating. The food was good (if cold, to David's chagrin) and there were some sane people at our table, not too many screaming children, and the weather was okay (at least it didn't rain...) We won a pack of playing cards in the raffle as by the time our number was drawn, the good prizes had gone. It was either cards or a set of golf tees. ;)

Back at my mum's, we spent a good hour or so arguing over what DVD to watch, before eventually settling on 300. ( STABBITY! )

After that we argued a bit more over what to watch next, despite it being midnight and everyone being tired. My mum, Paul and I all agreed on Harvey, which David then denied they even had, despite Paul suggesting it because it was on the rack. Meh. In the end we watched the beginning of Eddie Izzard's Glorious but gave up at around 12.30 and went to bed. David also wanted to watch the first 10 minutes (the opening sequence, basically) of the POTO movie, which prompted Paul to want to see the rest of it... I grudgingly agreed we could watch it on Sunday. ;)

In the morning, my mum cooked us breakfast and we went through the pile of car-bootable DVDs in the office, taking home a bagful, and there's also a pile in the living room of stuff I want copying... I forget now what we picked up, but I do now have a full set of Pirates DVDs, including the "lost disc" version of the first one.

Does anyone want a copy of the 2-disc Special Edition of Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl (that's the first one)? Because I now have two. I'm not sure if Lisa ever bought herself a copy, though, so will ask her as well. It's free, as ever, to a good home.

I've also borrowed a selection of DS games (Tetris, Brain Training, 42-games-in-one, and Barnyard on GB Advance) from my mum, as I'm bored of Pirates 2 and Monkey Ball. ;) Had a go at Tetris and Barnyard last night, but at least I have some entertainment for a bit. :)

On the way home we stopped at the cinema to see WALL-E. ( Review / Spoilers )

Sorry, I went on a bit, there. I was very impressed with this one. I need to make a list of stuff to see over the coming weeks, though. X-Files is out on 1 August and I also want to see The Mist and Hancock and Dark Knight - hopefully at IMAX if it's not too expensive... Also Mamma Mia. ABBA FTW, and Meryl Streep makes everything she's in brilliant. ;)

The rest of Sunday was relaxed. 'Stenders of the afternoon, and we did watch POTO of the evening. I think my hatred of the majority of it has mellowed since its release (this was only the second time I've seen it, for that reason) and whilst the same things still irk me (casting, majoritarily, and the fact that they moved the chandelier incident to somewhere completely different, for no apparent reason) I will admit that the visuals are mostly stunning. I already reviewed it the first time and mostly my opinions haven't changed. ;) You can find it in my December 04 backposts if you're desperate. :P But as a result I started to re-read the original novel, so yay. We got halfway through the insanely long documentary on the second disc before giving up at midnight, so will watch the rest of that tonight. Phantom documentaries never get old, even when they regurgitate information. The origins fascinate me.

And that, finally, is that. I apologise for the longness. Must remember to update more often, or actually do stuff in smaller batches. ;)

Current Mood: impressed

Stolen from

pandorasblog

01. Bold what's true.
02. Leave plain what's false.
03. Add one of your own at the end.

( Go! )

I got some new sandals. Had to get a size 3 because they didn't have a 4, but they'll do. I'll probably switch back into my others to walk home because these have toe straps and need walking in a bit more, which I might do around the house. For now they are not destroying my feet...

Current Mood: warm

I did a quick google search this morning to see if the BBC site had a copy of Delia Smith's easy shepherd's pie recipe from her latest 'cheats' series. Not because I don't know how to make shepeherd's pie, but because I happened to catch that particular episode and decided to follow her suggestion of using frozen mash to put on top. Not because I can't make mash, but because it's bloody impossible to get it on top of the meat layer without it going horribly wrong.

(The reason for making shepherd's pie is because my grandmother and uncle are coming for dinner on Friday and it's quick, easy and traditional, and there's plenty of it. And I can make the basic bit before she arrives then shove it in the oven to finish it off, which makes things a lot easier, obviously.)

( Ramble )

Talking of scones, actually, I made some on Sunday for the first time since the above-mentioned incident at school, which was probably first or second year. (I forgot to add the sugar; the teaching assistant whipped out a mixer and helped me. :P) I think I'm getting better at dough-related cooking, but need to make them bigger as they're all about 1.5" across. :) Still, lovely with butter. I'll make some larger ones and get some cream to whip so we can have them with jam.

And whilst I'm here, I shall make a shopping list for Friday's meal.

lamb mince
frozen mash (Aunt Bessy's)
carrots & swede
broccoli & cauliflower
peas?
cheddar

That should do it. I'll probably chuck some garlic in because we bought four ENORMOUS bulbs from the local grocer so will be eating it for the next year... good job I like garlic, really.

Swimming last night actually wasn't too difficult, other than that one point halfway across the pool where the sun is blinding. Collisons ahoy. The only annoying thing is that Alison and I had to cubicle-share on arrival because, even though people aren't allowed in until 6.00pm, they're apparently starting to queue at 5.20. Grr. We had to wait until 6.30 to get in. I suspect this is because it's OMG summer so people are either (a) cooling down or (b) learning to swim in time for a holiday. Irritating. It's usually quite full just after Christmas when all the good intentioning people turn up, but they tend to disappear after a few weeks. I wish they'd refurb the other pool already. There is scaffolding up outside, which is promising...

So, we may be doing alternative activities for the summer if this keeps up. Which is kind of annoying, because swimming + summer = nice. Obviously, everyone else thinks so, too.

And another thing - why do people just STAND in the middle of the pool? They can stand by the edges, but nooo, they have to stand right where I'm trying to swim. I got completely trapped at one point by two slow-moving swimmers and a random standing person. Gah.

Anyway. Enough moaning. I will get a bike and cycle, ohyes. Unless, like all my other good intentions, it falls flat on its arse.

Oh yes, and we watched Sweeney Todd last night. :) That striped bathing suit still kills me...

I shall now sign this one off before it gets any rantier.

Current Mood: grumpy

I can't decide if How To Look Good Naked is inspiring, or merely depressing.

( Some vague ramblings about my current TV viewing. )

Not entirely sure what I wanted to say there. I watch the series because I'm turning into a reality/health-related TV junkie (although more so the health-related) and because it's quite watchable in and of itself, but it always results in me coming to the conclusion that every participant on the show, despite their various body issues, hasa better body than me. So, really, the inspiration is rather overshadowed by the self-esteem.

Anyway, as a result of the above, I've decided to put a lid on my New Year's resolution of joining a gym, because it's May already and we'll never have 'enough money' to be able to afford the membership, and, well, I kind of wanted to have lost at least a little weight by the summer, which blatantly isn't going to be happen.

( More ramblings... )

Ugh, I really hope this is just PMT.

Anyway. Today the team is going out for a (staggered) lunch with a temp who worked with us for a while, as she's back in Birmingham from a brief stint home to New Zealand. Despite our suggestions a while ago that we should have a team lunch, we have some of us going at 12.00 and some at 1.00 so there's cover. I doubt we'll ever be allowed a proper team lunch... We're going to the Windsor, so at least it'll be cheap.

I'm meeting up with Clare (from Uni) later at the Green Rooms for a drink, as she has just moved temporarily to Birmingham. Should be nice to catch up. I don't think I've seen her since graduation and that was only briefly...

Aaaanyway. Enough with the whining and moaning. I'll post this and wait for my lunch.

Current Mood: contemplative

Hee, Derren Brooown. :)

That was an entertaining evening...

We got the 3.49 train to Derby, arriving at around 4.30, and made our way to the Assembly Rooms to pick up the tickets. The last time we were there (some point last year, might even have been 2006), the entrance to the Eagle Centre from the subway was blocked off for redevelopment - they have now finished that redevelopment and it looks very nice indeed. The shopping mall has been extended (although it does probably mean that they've destroyed the shops out the back, including the funky comics/memorabilia-type shop and more than likely the huge Wilkinson) and they've put Debenhams and M&S there. I completely lost my bearings for a moment until I found Sainsbury's.

It looks very impressive indeed; if they ever finish rebuilding the bus depot to make it less of a concrete monstrosity, the city centre will look even more impressive. Which is nice, because at least if there's some decent shopping people might visit Derby for more than being a gateway to the Peak District... although judging by the posters at the station, it may well provide lots of traffic to London and hence Europe, as it goes directly to St Pancras...

Anyway, that was a little confusing at first, but I like it. Definitely want to go back there for a bit longer in order to do some shopping or at least have a better look around.

After that, we picked up the tickets and had a wander to suss out food options, also stopping for a drink in Coyote Wild. Eventually I decreed we should go to Baracuda because the one in Birmingham is rubbish (it's part of the same chain but due to its location tends to be more of a nightclub than a pub, at least as far as I can see), as the other option was Walkabout and/or the Wetherspoon pub - and, well, we have one of them around the corner from home. Barracuda was the place we went to last time where we had a sharing platter which comprised half a farm, and aside from that the food used to be really nice - vaguely Caribbean-themed with spicy sausages and burgers and things.

So, I was ultimately disappointed to discover that they've abandoned their interesting food in favour of a bog-standard pub menu - scampi and chips, steak, stuff like that. Bah. Clearly what the general public want is not interesting Caribbean-style food but boring stuff which you can get for half the price at the nearest Wetherspoon (which would have more choice, ultimately)... We had a sharing platter as it was the cheapest option, and even that wasn't too intersting, comprising onion rings, chicken dippers, breaded mushrooms and cheese-&-chilli bites, with some wedges. The cheese-&-chilli things were interesting, but everything else was fairly meh... It filled a gap, at least.

After eating, we played a couple of games on the gambling machine, then headed over to the Assembly Rooms. The programmes were a fiver (fairly reasonable, considering) and even though the tickets said "restricted view", the only thing I couldn't see properly was the screen at the back of the stage...

( An Evening of Wonders - don't read if you don't want to be spoiled... )

So, apart from the disappointment at Barracuda, a very pleasant evening. I will scan the programme later, and also get the Samsung phone software installed in the hope that Paul's phone will work, as I can't get mine to work properly any more, and then I can bluetooth the photos over and post them... There shall be some Derren-esque icons soonly. :)

( Some further pondering )

I mentioned some of that stuff before when I first had a proper look on Bad Psychics.Com, but it deserved to be reiterated. ;)

Must do some work now... photos coming soon.

Current Mood: pleased

I never quite understood the purpose of limited edition perfumes. Especially when they're really nice, very popular, and incredibly difficult to get hold of once they inevitably run out. I suppose there's a drive to make lots of money in a short space of time by playing on the 'limited edition release' idea, but I'm sure the companies would make just as much money by bringing out a 'permanent' perfume and selling lots of it over time. I mean, can you imagine if Chanel No. 5 had been limited edition?

My mother and I both fell in love with Escada's "Ibiza Hippie" perfume, which was a limited edition scent. She managed to get one a few years back on ebay after hers ran out, and I probably should have followed suit last year when I was hunting as there are now only a few left. The limited edition scent that Escada brought out after "Ibiza Hippie" was horrible, too. :(

Mind you, it's just as difficult to get hold of non-discontinued perfumes, and I need some more of Nina Ricci's "Belles des Ricci" scent, "Liberty Fizz" (the green one). Apparently you can still buy it in Boots and places like that, but I haven't seen it since it was popular in about 1997. I know it still exists, because people are still wearing it. ;) It's readily available on ebay, luckily, for a fairly decent price, so at least I can get a new one of that before it runs out entirely. It's always been one of my favourite scents, and considering I bought my original one when I was about 16 or so, it's lasted ten years. Mostly because I rarely wear perfume...

I am now watching a 100ml bottle of "Ibiza Hippie" and a regular-sized bottle (I think it's 50ml) of "Liberty Fizz" on ebay in the hope that Goldfish will send me a credit card.

I remember also never being able to find a tester of Anna Sui's "Ooh La La" so didn't end up getting any so might also look for that one... (Edit: Now watching one of those, too. :P)

Considering I never used to wear any perfume, I seem to have garnered a rather large collection... In order of when I bought / was bought them, I now have:

Nina Ricci - Belles des Ricci "Liberty Fizz" (green)
Nina Ricci - Belles des Ricci "Delice D'Espice" (yellow - I think that's what its called...)
Escada - "Ibiza Hippie" (used sparingly)
Anna Sui - "Dolly Girl" (shaped like a pink mannequin head)
Anna Sui - "Sui Dreams" (blue handbag)
Nina Ricci - "Nina" (red apple)
Givenchy - "Ange ou Demon?" (this is my 'posh' perfume. :P I was attracted to it because of the name...)
And another one that Paul's mum got me for Christmas, but I don't remember the name. I think it's a Margaret Astor scent. I like it more the more I wear it. :)

I've also got a Boots white musk roll-on thing that someone got me for Christmas once, which I wear occasionally...

As all of my perfumes have different-coloured bottles / boxes, naturally I colour-code them to whatever I'm wearing. ;) I do save some for 'best', though, like the Escada one and the green Nina Ricci. (I can still remember discovering that one, too - I was at Clothes Show Live because I did GCSE Textiles Technology and someone sprayed me with it whilst I was walking past...)

Anyway, that's enough about that.

I have my 1:1 on Thursday afternoon so will tactfully bring up the Sandra-taking-ages issue. Tomorrow morning I'm going to Court with Heather to view a hearing - apparently it's just a boring contact argument, but I need it for my PDR and nobody else offered. I could have viewed a hearing before the infamous 'Hippo', but I'd heard that he tended to turn away observers. Anyway, it all depends on whether the parents will let me stay...

I think I might get my hair layered during my leave. It's reached the stage now where I need to straighten it to stop it looking stupid, but the back is still a bit thick... I might go for that bob I was thinking of originally, but we shall see...

And now I shall sign this one off, as the lull in work has ceased. :)

Current Mood: hungry

Well, not so much a meme as a long questionnaire thing, but I have nothing better to do. Possibly I should stop hanging around online after I've done this, though, as I'm getting a crick in my neck... *adjusts chair*

( VERY LONG )

I quite enjoyed that. Insanely long, but I do like talking about fanfiction. *points to dissertation link* ;) *would point to dissertation link if it was still there...*

Current Mood: contemplative

So, yeah, last night was interesting, to say the least...

As ever, things gang up on me and then one other unrelated thing kicks me over the edge. End result: I take it out on Paul, which was horribly unfair given his own circumstances right now, and yeah. I am an emotional retard and should just... STFU, or something. Not over-react. Whatever. Just be glad I wasn't online last night or there would be an entry consisting of my brain's diarrhoea. I was so tired afterwards I didn't even pick up my diary either, but to be honest I'd already spent most of my useful emotion into bawling like a small child, so it wouldn't have been any more coherent.

ANYWAY. I'll be glad when things blow over and we can carry on as normal. Stop being rubbish, 2008. I warned you once already. *shakey fist*

As a result, I am tired today and looking forward to Kiwi's drinks a lot less than I should be... which is a shame, but hopefully we won't be out for too long. I seem to be regaining some semblance of enjoyment for things I should be enjoying, rather than cold dread, which bodes well for actually enjoying them when they roll around, instead of sitting there feeling nothing at all. Despite bemoaning last night that I am still partially crazy and it keeps rolling around every now and then to remind me of that fact, things are so much better than they were. I was starting to reach a point of being positively hermit-like, but yeah, actually, people aren't that bad. Not really. They're just hard work sometimes, and mostly I don't have the patience or inclination or whatever to make the effort required. I'm trying. I'm getting better. If the crazy could just leave me alone, it would really make things easier. Also, if the bloody paranoia could just bugger off now, that would be nice.

On the other side of things, at least David has a job now, starting on 3rd March, so less for my mum to worry about and hence less for me to worry about, too. (Aside from his daughter's issues, but that's a different water-boiling article of piscine things).

Team meeting earlier was unproductive, but at least we now know about the PLO stuff, which is good as we will inevitably end up typing things for it. At least there were no arguments this time. I am very hungry and will go on lunch in half an hour. Yes. Today is a tuna baguette day, I think.

Current Mood: tired

Fandom dream last night (filtered), about Ugly Betty. ( Some rather boring pondering thereon. )

Bugger off, life. Go and bother someone else.

(Oh, and the typing faga continues: 1 hour and 45 minutes for half a tape this morning. Which is still better than nearly 6 hours for a full tape, but this morning it was an urgent. In my brain, "urgent" translates as "back within an hour" - and she sent an email in the course of typing it. Or more than likely before even starting it. I might take photocopies of our typing book and highlight the offences to Marie when I have my supervision, whenever that is, because it's getting silly. It reflects badly on me and our team's turnover, because when things don't come back within the expected (i.e. 'my') time, I'm the first port of call for the moaning.)

I should sign this off. I'm far too tired to be trying to think, let alone string coherent sentences together.

Current Mood: sad

This only occurred to me quite recently, but seems to ring true consistently. In every single one of the fandoms I have or have ever written fanfiction for, I have one piece which is my 'magnum opus' of that fandom. This is a fic which is epically long, fluidly written, explores as many issues as can be crammed into one story and focuses heavily on character. And, every single time, it remains unfinished.

( The case for the defence, milud... )

I don't have one for Ugly Betty yet because I've only just started. I'll keep you posted, though "Strange Glue" is shaping up to be similar in form, as it explores emotional and character issues and very little else.

We have a 'new' PC from a bloke at Paul's work. Unfortunately it's a desktop (not a tower) but hopefully should work better than the one we have at present. I might ring my mum this afternoon and see if she still has her external Zip drive (mine is internal) and failing that, find a nice person to swap it for me. ;) Otherwise I'm going to have to put everything onto CD - along with everything on the old HDD.

I'll hopefully get around to plugging it in tomorrow and have a proper look at the spec then. In any case, it's free, and it can't exactly be any WORSE. :P

I'm going to lunch now. Over and out.

Edit, 18.21: I added another fic to the list. Have PC; must now do copious copying of things to CD.

Current Mood: thoughtful

I tried to do a brief post last night to say that the first chapter of my UB fic is now up on FFN, but LJ was on the fritz. I think the

daniel_betty post posted, but then it wouldn't connect again. I don't have the link to hand, but it's called "Stange Glue" if anyone wants to read it... My profile is here and it's the first in the list...

My Muse has returned with a vengeance, it seems. I finished chapter two last night (though it needs tweaking) and then made a start on the first section of chapter three, plus some chapter / plot outline, when I went to bed. And then while I was trying to sleep I came up with a bit more for the ending. I need to go and write it all down so I don't forget it. Subsequently, I am absolutely knackered this morning due to the lack of sleep.

Note to Muses: I am very very very glad to have you back, but you need to learn that I have to work in the mornings, and chattering at me into the small hours cannot be done any more. Not to scare you off, or anything, but please respect my adult life. Kthx.

I can only hope, however, that when I start taking my pills again on Saturday (I'm currently in the 7-day break) it doesn't kill off my creativity again by way of balancing my brain. Even though I had the idea for the fic just before they ran out for January, I didn't start properly writing for until Saturday, the first day of being off them, and I've been massively prolific this week...

Because quite frankly, it's more than worth being off the damn things if it means my writing is going to start flowing again, and I might lose this stupid weight. I have St John's Wort if things start to get messy.

I suppose I'll see what happens this weekend, as I was hoping to do a bit more work on the fic. Given that Channel Four still haven't deigned to give us the series back (I suspect this is because there are only going to be a few more episodes in the US before it goes on strike-hiatus again) there's not much else I can do to fill the fandom-shaped hole...

Oh, and

winter_jasmine, I was going to scan my chapter plan for you even though you know nothing about the series, just because I know you like first drafts. It's green and scribbly - interested?

Current Mood: curious

I should probably post these tomorrow, really, but I can never tell if the PC is going to cooperate for long enough to even type an entry at the moment...

I seem to recall making three last year which I kept to varying degrees of success, so I'll stick to a generalised few again...

( Last year's... )

( This year's... )

I think three more in addition to last year's three is an adequate proposal. I don't want to put generalising and impossible statements like "Be happy" or "Stop being paranoid", because I will be ultimately disappointed when such doesn't happen. I have accepted that recovery is a long, tedious and painful journey, and that eventually I will Be Happy and everything in the world will be right, and I will stop being paranoid about the people around me. For the moment, I'm just living life and mostly coping and occasionally wanting to hide under a rock, but it's better than it was, and that's okay.

( Last night. )

And that, as they say, is that.

Current Mood: thoughtful

We had a relatively quiet weekend, all told, in that we didn't leave the house at all on Saturday (and subsequently didn't get a lottery ticket; luckily, our numbers didn't come up) and only went out on Sunday to get veg and essential other stuff.

On returning from Sainsbury's on Sunday I picked up the vast pile of post that had arrived for me on Saturday; two things from the bank, one from Centro.

Firstly, a bank statement, politely informing me what I already knew - i.e. I am skint and, before getting paid, was just over £1000 overdrawn. Thanks, Lloyds TSB, I really needed to know that...

Secondly, a letter from the bank informing me that my Graduate account will expire on 3rd January and be turned into a Classic account, meaning that my vast interest-free overdraft is no longer interest free. Given my current state of debit, this is not a good thing.

And thirdly, my bus pass is going up to £51 a month. Which I wouldn't really mind so much if they improved the bloody service when they put the ticket fares up. I remember the good old days (i.e about 7 years ago) when a 'short hop' was 30p, and the off-peak full fare was 80p. I also remember when bus fares were calculated by how far you were travelling. It's all very well having the 'short hop' fare, but I resent paying a quid to go two stops, quite frankly, and think that the fares should be relative to the length of the entire journey. So, for example, a 'short hop' on the 11 route would be from Selly Oak to Acocks Green, or Bearwood to Winson Green, not "one fare stage", whatever that equates to these days...

Bollocks to Centro, anyway; I might just go back to a TWM pass even though I can then only use half the buses on the 50 route without having to pay 50p.

Anyway, after reading all of this I set about cooking breakfast (one of those potato saute things from Sainsbury's because everything edible was frozen) and after lots of banging around and sighing from the general direction of the kitchen, Paul came in to give me a hug, at which point the floodgates opened.

2007 has kind of sucked as it is, so I didn't really need the bank adding to my current money stress by getting rid of my interest-free overdraft. Also, them similarly reminding me that it's been four years since I graduated and I've done nothing of any value with my life (and the general assumption that degree = high-paying job) really wasn't what I needed right now.

So that rather put a damper on things, to say the least, although it was good to get it out of my system. Now I've just got bloody Christmas to get through. It's three weeks away - how the frell did that happen?

( Some pondering )

I think I was going to say much more than that, but it's bloody freezing in here. The heating broke last week at work from Thursday morning to Friday afternoon, and it's apparently back on today, not that you can tell... I am eating cupasoup (or, technically "Cup of Soup", from Aldi...) in an effort to keep warm and fend off my hunger.

I shall now sign this off.

This is mostly a reminder to myself of things I need to try and get done this Saturday and/or Sunday... In no particular order:

1. Clean top of fridge, kitchen floor and top shelf of corner cupboard. Maybe put up old towel rail in readiness for getting utensil S-hooks from my mum at some point.

2. Go to Somerfield for detergent, softener, Vanish tabs, filo pastry, onion rings and probably some other bits.

3. Go to Cash Converters to see what they have in the way of DS games.

4. Find boiled sweets and food colouring (possibly).

5. Make biscuits and cake (pending on food colouring being found).

6. Make new LJ layout.

7. Some memes?

I think that's more than enough.

I am feeling better today. PMT all over. Subsequently feeling EMPOWERED and PRODUCTIVE, hence the above.

Yesterday, after struggling for five hours with feeling homicidal and distinctly unwell, I left work at 4.45 and did nothing all evening (for a change), and have subsequently managed to finish the first disc (of four) of the Pink Panther cartoon collection. Only another 80 or so to go... it's weird, I can still remember some of them quite vividly from childhood, and I'm wondering if the blue aadvark will make an appearance later on, or if he was a spin off of his own...

As to item 6, I don't know what to make a layout of... trying to make my old Phantom one work for the new monitor was annoying (it doesn't work at all with S2 because they anticipate people wanting their entry boxes either on the left, on the right, or slap bang in the middle, not slightly to the right... and there's only an option for adjusting the top margin. God, I hate S2. Or, well, I hate Tabular Indent in S2...)

So, anyway, rambling aside, what should I do a layout of? I kept intending to do a Charlie one for ages, so maybe I'll do that. All suggestions gratefully received...

I have my PDR and 1:1 on Wednesday... should probably get on to filling out the PDR form, really...

( Some ramblings about my body/brain chemistry. )

Retrospect is an odd thing, isn't it?

Anyway. PDR is now done (pointless bloody thing), I've emailed my run-up-to-Christmas calendar thing home, and now I shall post this and find something to do for the next half an hour. Woo, Friday.

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When Fandoms Attack!
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I Has A(Nother) Dilemma...
The Epic Jonathan Creek Fandom Discussion.
Jonathan Creek Easter Special - Some Thoughts
Grand Jonathan Creek Watchathon - "Danse Macabre"
Grand Jonathan Creek Watchathon - "The House of Monkeys"
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Grand "Jonathan Creek" Watchathon - "The Reconstituted Corpse"
More Fandom Stuff, Basically.
A Few Ponderings on Fanfic...
Somewhat Eventful Weekend - This Got Long, Sorry...
Oh, I'd Missed You, Phandom!
A Somewhat Crazy Notion...
Some Fandom-Like Ramblings
Very busy.
...and breathe...
Two Films and a Strange Dream
More "Jonathan Creek" Ramblings...
Some Fandomic Excitement
Association Meme, Part 2
Sunset Ramble, Part 2
Sunset Boulevard Review / Ramble
X-Post: Eight
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Ho-Hum...
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The Yoof Problem.
Step a-WAY from the internet.
Not-quite-so-Spring Cleaning
Pondering-y type things.
Calming Down...
That's Entertainment...
Listy meme.
Delia Smith and other stories...
Various Ramblings
Derren Brown in Derby
I can has nice smell?
Fanfiction Meme.
Blah-de-blah.
A Few Rambling Ponderings
Something I Have Realised About My Fanfics.
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