Doctor Who, Batman Begins, it's all going on

Wow. Lots appears to be happening while also being very little. Hmm.

Really, really tired, after various hideous family dramas last night. You know I'd write about it, but I already have to deal with them in real life and talk about them with all my friends out here. I don't want them getting my Livejournal too. 'Tis a place for fandom and yay. So I'll just settle for random obscure comments and say I'm really, really tired.

But I'm posting now because dad got the Router yesterday - for which I might not have to pay anything at all apparently, since my sister had some professional pictures bought for her by mum (hurray for family 'fairness') - and he's been trying all day to get it set up, without much success. So I don't know when I'll next get the chance - it's difficult to persuade someone struggling to install software that will improve your life and not theirs to just step aside for a few seconds and let you indulge in fandom. So; Stealth Rachael ::is stealthy::

Got a letter from the Park Hotel today, confirming my booking for connotations! It is on lovely yellow paper with gold-y writing. I am treasuring it next to my postcard from jekesta. It suddenly occured to me while reading it that I have been quite civilly and reasonably conversing with a fairly posh hotel about booking a room for a gay porn convention. Hurray for life in the fandom lane >:)

Ooh, saw Doctor Who. Sort of. In between juggling jiggling a baby so he wouldn't cry, and not being able to hear it because I put the baby down and he cried. But yay. ( Spoilers )

Went to see Batman Begins yesterday too. Tried to cajole mum, but she didn't want to leave Katie on her own, so went with my silent, credit-card owning dad. Yay. And I really enjoyed it - it's not going on my list of Most Favourite Films ever, but it's still a damn good film, and an enjoyable film, and a really good Batman film too. Completely does away with all the past film mythology, makes all shiny and clean and new. And I actually liked the hero, which is odd and rare for me. I like him as Bruce Wayne, I liked him as Batman, I liked him as the man trying to figure himself out in between those two things. The first half-hour was painted in slightly broad strokes - my dad and I are both of the opinion that Bruce's father was clearly too good to live, and had to die to go be with his heavenly father - and grated a bit, but after that it was plain sailing.

But omg, teh slash

( Spoilers! )

My sister knows I have a livejournal now. I may be forced to Friends Only. Dammit. Ah well. I go sleep now. Ta ta.