girlofprey

I made some Coronation Street icons. I forgot that icon-making can be kind of fun, even if kind of frustrating.

At the moment on Coronation Street, David Platt's heavily debt-ridden new stepdad has gone missing after telling David's mum he was going to fake his own death so she could collect on the life insurance (the canoe man from last year was mentioned at least once). She didn't want to but he sailed off onto a lake (in the Lake District) in the middle of the night anyway. She called David when her husband (Joe) still hadn't come back the next day, David came up and when she told him what was going on, told her to phone the police. She said no, because Joe would get in trouble, and she had to help him, or at least give him a chance to change his mind. So now David is helping her to lie effectively. It's sort of great. He really does want to help his mum, and it is his main skill. He thought up a whole story for her, and keeps telling her how to act so people will believe it, and occasionally freaking out when she isn't very good and nearly gives the whole thing away. Sadly, what they don't know is that Joe drowned while trying to fake his death, and his body just came up to the surface tonight. So in a while it's going to look slightly suspicious how much they were lying about where he was. Oh well.

David's 'enemy' Gary Windass is back from the army tomorrow also, and he's bringing a soldier friend with him. The soap magazines are saying that 'there may be more to their visit than meets the eye', though. It's probably not so they can double-team David. But I can dream.

I have to move in a week and a few days. Arrghhh.

A man came around to view the flat today with someone from my estate agents'. They had called and left a message about it a few days ago, and I was thinking about calling back and trying to reschedule it, because the flat is still a bit of a mess, but I figured I'd just have to do it another day. So I cunningly decided to tidy up a little bit and when they came around pretend that I hadn't heard anything about a viewing, and claim the flat was a mess because of pack so that they'd either a) leave, or b) not judge me too harshly. They came in, but they didn't seem to mind the mess too much. And it was a good incentive to start tidying up a bit. It was a bit weird to have people in the flat, but they were both pleasant enough. The guy asked a few questions about noise and how hot it was in the summer, and how much of the furniture came with the flat. I tried not to mention too many negative things about the flat, and a bunch of the positive ones. And then they left. So it was strange, but not too painful, in the end.

My mum and nephew came down on Friday for the Nottingham Light Night. I'm happy that I got to be here for one more Light Night, because it is pretty cool. The only annoying thing is that they don't really say when particular things start and where they start, indeed. They had a parade last year and I think they had another this year, but it seemed to be going along in little groups. We saw bits of it, but it would have been nice to see the main thing, if there was one. But anyway. It was pretty nice, and there were some pretty displays at the Castle (and fireworks!), and some puppets and a robot and a dragon and things. My nephew seemed to enjoy it, and my mum. We stayed overnight in a hotel in town, and then the next day got up, had breakfast, and (after a while) went on a tour of the caves at the castle. Which was interesting, and which I've been meaning to do since I came to Nottingham really. And then it was the middle of the day and my dad came and brought some boxes for me and took them back. But it was fun day or so, all the same.

My mum called in the middle of that paragraph and we ended up talking for about 50 minutes, so if there's a change of tone mysteriously that's why.

After there not having been much on at the cinema that I wanted to see (apart from the Princess and the Frog, sort of) for a few weeks or so, four films I wanted to watch came out last Friday. Ponyo On The Cliff By The Sea, the new Studio Gibhli one, which I've been waiting for since the tutor of my Japanese Anime course mentioned it coming out a year ago; The Wolfman remake (on the assumption that werewolves + Emily Blunt = good times); My Name Is Khan, because I've seen two films now with Shah Rukh Khan in that I liked, and wanted to give this one a whirl; and Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief, which is sort of about Greek Mythology and powers and stuff, and looked sort of interesting.

Thus far I've managed to see Ponyo On The Cliff By The Sea on Tuesday, after a course I did on Finding And Getting A Job, which I was referred to (voluntarily) by the Job Centre, and it was good, if a bit anticlimactic, in my opinion. But thinking about it, that might be because I saw a trailer for it before Princess and the Frog which suggested it would be more about 'saving the world' that it really was. And the mother in it as kind of great as well. I could easily have watched Lisa On The Cliff By The Sea, instead. And it turns out she was voiced by Tina Fey. But it was good, anyway. And then yesterday I saw The Wolfman, after finding out My Name Is Khan was sold out for the rest of the day, and being a bit too tired to sit through a Bollywood-length film anyway. The Wolfman is good, anyway - I don't know how it compares to the original, but I enjoyed it. And it is rather sexy, as befits a werewolf film. They started out with Emily Blunt, which is always good place to be anyway. But it turns out Benicio Del Toro and Hugo Weaving are pretty attractive men as well. I'm really not used to being physically attracted to Hugo Weaving, usually it's more of a fangirly/admiration thing, but dudes, he way brought it in this film. I think it's because he was a detective and put on a London accent. I possibly have a thing for accents, and he did it very well. But anyway. Yes. It was pretty good. And I'm partial to a bit of Hot Gay Vampire Sex from time to time, but I think Crazy Werewolf Incest is about as good too. Hurrah.

Sadly, from having stuff to do all week and from what I know about how long my local Cineworld tends to keep showing Bollywood films, I have a feeling I've missed the chance to see My Name Is Khan. Although having said that, given that it was sold out and everything in the week, maybe they'll keep it on for another week. But if not I think that'll be that. So now there's just Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief, which I'm not as bothered about, but can probably see tomorrow or over the weekend. Yay.

I'm really tired, and I have to tidy the flat, properly, tomorrow, and start packing things up so my dad, who's coming down at some point over the weekend, can take them back to Yorkshire. It's one of those situations where I keep on thinking of new things I have to do. I have to call the electric company, and the water company. I have to cancel my internet contract. And my contents insurance. And clean the place. And sort through my bills to decide which can be thrown away now. And argh. I've got a week left. But I'll probably get it all done. I sort of have to, really.