On my telly!
In front of which I will be sitting with fruit and beer!
The Buffy musical! Ta-daaaaaah!
[On Valentine's Day. Watching TV with beer. Saddovision. Tragic]
Gah. I have been waiting so damned long to watch this that it cannot possibly live up to my expectations. It's going to be like Milagro all over again (but not as annoying.)
The waiting sometimes (heh) gets to me because one of the things I love most about the whole LJ/ internet melange is the way that in discussing these lovely trivial trinkets of life people speak passionately about bigger things. Only you can't spectate if you avoid spoilers.
I'm mostly happy to be spoiled about Buffy (don't care enough about Angel to look for spoilers, spoiling just *happens* with WW because I like reading TheWestThing) and today I went to seek out spoilers for the Xander/Anya wedding ep.
All I can say (for fear of a good and deserved smacking from the spoiler-avoidant) is that if it plays out the way I hope it may, it's going to be *fantastic*.
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[Public service announcement] Could the US Post Office please deliver things a bit faster? I have some thoughts about the Farscape finales on which I wish to pontificate and dribble on at length -- particularly the last ep, which is weird and Restlessish, and I am tired of waiting. Thank you. [/PSA]
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I got my name in UK Press Gazette this week for the second time in my life. Always nice to have independent confirmation of one's existence. They even spelled it correctly, which is a bloody first. This means it is official and I am going back to my old job. Huzzah etc.
I went to the pub with (former colleagues) Tim, Jamie and the lovely Nick on Friday and I spent the whole time thinking "but they're so *nice* It'll be so nice to work with them again." Granted, I had had a couple of pints, but they are nice. *g*
Six weeks to go. One week til I get paid. Tick-tock.
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I am reading crap again. The brief spurt of reading proper things is over and I am back to Olshaker and Douglas books and a big compendium of essays on cases where forensic evidence was crucial -- the one by Ludovic Kennedy on the Birmingham Six and Maguire Seven helps one understand why the IRA problem was so intractable in the 1980s, as well as being a shaming indictment of the British judicial system. I just like reading about crime. Got a Ressler study too. I am a sucker.
After this, though, I have that new study of the Cathars, A Perfect Heresy, because you can never have too much mediaeval French theology in your life. *g*
Actually, it's one of those popular studies that seem to be so popular these days -- a little scholarly language but not too much lest we scare off the middle-brows. "Longitude" seemed to spark something off and now they're everywhere. I've read "Cod" about, duh, the fish (but was narked by it -- also you should never eat cod, it's the hoover of the sea. I was told this by my gran, the daughter of generations of fishermen), and stuff about the sense of smell, and 'The Hinge Factor" and "The Language of Genes" and others.
I think they're mainly read by people who feel slightly at a loss with the world, miss the certainties and simple goals of college and want to feel less stupid. Which would be me.