girlofprey

The night of the day I posted about my house having internet problems, and me having to use my dad's computer, he asked me to bring my laptop down to his room, and then put a thing in the USB socket and a disc in the computer to set it up, and now I can totally pick up N-something on my laptop and have the internet in my room again! However, my dad had warned me earlier in the week about us between us having almost completely used up our internet download limit for this month, possibly because of me watching old episodes of Hollyoaks off 4od, possibly because of a bunch of updates he'd been downloading. And I was trying to be careful, I really was, but last night I without really thinking about it clicked onto a few video links and things, and accidentally used the last of it up. So we didn't have the internet for all of today, and I only just got it back an hour or so ago. Our internet problems continue, basically. But they should be a bit better from now on.

In other news, I wish I didn't love so many characters that end up sexually assaulting women. I wish it so much. Although probably nothing will ever be as bad as when I loved Sam from Hollyoaks, AND THEN THAT WENT VERY WRONG. On a current note - I've basically been having problems with Coronation Street and been avoiding watching it lately because I heard a while ago - just about after all the murder trial stuff with Gail finished, I guess - that they were possibly going to do a rape storyline involving David Platt attacking Tina, his ex-girlfriend, in revenge for her still not getting back together with him and going out with his friend Graeme instead. And while it seemed like something that went a bit too far for David, it also seemed like something they might do if they wanted him to be a bit darker now that he was a proper adult. Or that they could do it, like if he did something while she was drunk, and he didn't really think of it as rape or something. But basically, I just found it really hard to watch thinking that that was something that might happen later on. I should have known better, really, given that even the 'insider' who was telling the newspaper about the story said that the producer thought that David, Tina and Graeme were the 'future' of the show, and you can't really have someone rape someone and then really stick around as an even vaguely sympathetic character.

But anyway, ( Tonight's episode, what actually happened )




( Spoilers for David, Tina and Graeme for the next couple of weeks/months of Coronation Street )

( Gary spoilers and speculations for the next few months, too )

It's weird with a lot of the characters I tend to love - a lot of them I love because they are basically jerks, who don't really cope with other people well, and if they are male don't always cope with women/relationships well. Which sadly seems to lead into some level of sexual assault/really terrible behaviour quite easily, when plots call for it. I'm not too worried about my apparent love of them, because I know from Sam from Hollyoaks that when things get REALLY bad I don't just keep loving them and forgiving what they've done because I liked the character. And there are plenty of characters I love that have never done any kind of sexual assault or anything weird to female characters. It's just that when ANOTHER ONE goes and does something, it gets slightly more awful. OH GOD DUDES, STOP DOING IT.

Anyway. In other news ( Tonight's Emmerdale )




( Spoilers for the next few weeks/speculation on the end of the Wylde murder storyline on Emmerdale )

So. That is my Emmerdale and Coronation Street news, basically.

I went to Scarborough yesterday for the day with my parents and youngest nephew. ( Scarborough )I love Scarborough. Like, properly. I've probably said.

I've not posted since the last time I went to the seaside, I think. I had a pretty busy couple of weeks, the week that we got back we ended up having my 2 nephews (mostly separately) four times, instead of the usual two, mostly because it was the school holidays and my mum thought it would be good for them to get out of the house a bit. Also, I had said that I would get my bedroom tidied up since bringing all my stuff from Nottingham, finally, before the end of August, so it wouldn't be over six months since I moved in and still not done, and I really did want to do it. However, I largely didn't and also didn't count on having my nephews over four times instead of two, which sort of left me making a big effort last Tuesday. And I actually managed to get quite a bit done, it didn't take long, but I got a lot of stuff put out instead of sitting on the floor, and I'm pretty clear about what I need to do now to get it pretty much finished off. Um, except for the magazines, and the big box of I think magazines that I found in the wardrobe, and the drawer and big bags of magazine cuttings and pictures I should at least go through. But pretty much done. However, that was Tuesday, I think. Then I went to Leeds with mum on Wednesday, I did a bit more on Thursday, then I slept in and we had my oldest nephew again on Friday. And then I decided to give myself a rest on Saturday and Sunday, because I was starting a college course in Wakefield on Monday. And yes, I'm going to college, sort of. It's only on a Monday for four weeks, and I don't have to take notes or have a test at the end or anything, but it's interesting, and possibly worth doing if I want to get into the NHS or anything. So yes, that was Monday. Then Tuesday was Scarborough. Today I had a Jobcentre appointment, and now I'm here, making this post.

I keep meaning to post and talk about films and TV I have seen, but then I can't remember what I've seen, and it's hard when I have problems with things I've seen, or NOTHING OF VALUE TO SAY, except 'oh I love Lucy Punch' (which I do), so then I mostly give up. I was going to talk about my current love of children's nursery rhymes, having listened on the way to Devon and on the way back, and when we were going to Scarborough yesterday, to the CD my dad bought last year of them. He bought two actually, and one is slightly odd and is just weird new versions of nursery rhymes, trying to make them kind of modern and funky and is WEIRD. But the other is a mix of traditional nursery rhymes, new songs they seem to have made up themselves, and folk songs, and is sung by either a man and/or a woman with quite good voices, or a children's choir. A CHOIR. SINGING NURSERY RHYMES. They have things like Molly Malone and The Leaving of Liverpool on there, which always makes me think of cakesy, because I know it would totally be the leaving of Liverpool that grieved her. And it's just really lovely. Also at one point you were going to get a post about THINGS I HATE, including the current Strongbow adverts and people who post fic in communities and in the summary space, instead of putting a summary just put a link to a prompt on a Kink Meme, when IF THEY HAD TO GO TO THAT PAGE TO COPY AND PASTE THE LINK THEY COULD HAVE COPIED AND PASTED THE ACTUAL PROMPT AS WELL, SURELY, SURELY, SO PEOPLE DIDN'T HAVE TO FOLLOW A LINK TO FIND OUT WHAT A FIC WAS ABOUT AND THEN THAT EITHER BE A WASTE OF TIME IF THEY DIDN'T LIKE THE SOUND OF IT OR HAVE TO COME BACK AND FOLLOW ANOTHER LINK TO GET TO THE FIC, SURELY, OH MY GOD. But I thought that, on it's own, might be a bit negative.

My other big news is that last week, I think, my mother got a letter from HM Revenue and Customs, saying that she accidentally owed them £1,800, and they would have to take it out of her future tax, which is not very pleasant for her. But today, I got a letter from HM Revenue and Customs saying that I'd overpaid tax to them, and in a separate letter there was a cheque for £327 for me. Which was quite a bit lovelier.

Things I could do with this money:

• Put it into my ISA to make up for some of the savings I spent.


• Pretty much pay off my overdraft with it.


• Keep it and spend on some of the things that are coming up that I wanted to do, like Connotations, and going to see Tony Gordon in pantomime in Nottingham at Christmas, and for Christmas, as well.

Given that I have basically been hoping and planning to do those things for a while, it's probably going to be the third one. An alternative option would be to put it on one side, or into one of my accounts and keep a note of it, and save up as well and use it to pay for one of the (expensive) pieces of art I have been genuinely thinking about saving up for, for a while. But given my low income, I'm probably better off doing the third one, just at the moment, I think.

My other news: I love Nathan Wylde. And Lyndon Ogbourne. I love Nathan Wylde-Lyndon Ogbourne. I missed a bunch of Emmerdale while I was on holiday in Devon, and then most of the week after that, but I have been watching it lately and oh God. I worried for a bit that the writers were going to have Nathan become properly evil, or properly psycho, and he's kind of being a prat, but also INCREDIBLY BEAUTIFUL. At the moment, an increasing number of people - including Nathan's sister - are convinced that Nathan's half-brother Ryan is innocent of killing their dad (he is), that Nathan was involved in setting Ryan up (he was), and that Nathan is the one who killed their dad and his mum Natasha knows but is covering up for him (it's the exact opposite). I just managed to see last night's episode today, and HE LOVES HIS SISTER SO MUCH, AND SHE WAS LIKE 'I HATE YOU, YOU'RE EVIL, JUST ADMIT YOU KILLED OUR DAD', AND HE JUST STARTED TO CRY AND THEN BEGGED HIS MUM TO 'TELL HER I DIDN'T DO IT'. OH GOD. And he is not entirely the best actor ever, but he is PLENTY GOOD, PERFECTLY GOOD SOMETIMES.

And another person who suspects Nathan (and sort of Natasha) is Natasha's new boyfriend and business partner Declan, and Nathan hates Declan, and I slash them quite a lot. And today in one of the new soap mags Lyndon Ogbourne (who plays Nathan) said that the reason why Nathan hates him so much is because '"Nathan never got the chance to have it out with his father about what he'd done to the family"' (lying about having another wife, another life before he met Nathan's mum, a different name and stuff). '"He's been left with all this pent-up emotion, and his anger at [dad] Mark is being geared towards Declan. He just takes it out on whoever gets in his way."' AND OH MY GOD. DADDY ISSUES. ALMOST CANONICAL. AND MASSIVE. OH MY GOD. ON THE FLOOR IN A PUDDLE, PRETTY MUCH.

( Emmerdale )

And in other news, happy birthday jekesta! ::blows noisemaker::

There are other things I wanted to post about I think, but I can't really remember what they are now. Mostly my desire to vid:

• The Wylde family from Emmerdale to Hit That by Offspring. This came about mostly when I was thinking about Nathan/Declan slashiness on the bus, and this song came on my MP3 player, and I thought 'I know Declan wants to hit that'. Then I listened to the lyrics, and it is KIND OF THE WYLDES' THEME SONG. Mark's babymama, she ain't so slow. What was a family is now a shell. Natasha's babydaddy, it ain't his only one. Dude.



• Domyouji/Makino from Hana Yori Dango to Trick Me by Kelis, on the basis if HOW AWFUL WOULD IT BE IF THEIR RELATIONSHIP WAS ACTUALLY LIKE THIS??



• And Tony/Maria from Coronation Street to, among many other songs, The Most Beautiful Widow in Town by Sparklehorse (it's the first half of that video). Because just yes. And it's a really beautiful song apart from anything else, really.

Oh to have any vidding skills at all. And the source material for two of these. Hmph.

It's been a few days, internet, and you are still failing to provide me with Isner/Mahut slash. Bad form. I do have high hopes for some from people I found discussing Isner/Mahut slash using the Livejournal comments and entries search thing, though. Although by high, I mean 'miniscule'.

I've not been very communicative for the last few days. That's possibly because I've had a sort of busy week. I was at college on Tuesday and Wednesday, I know I didn't mention. I signed up to have some free college training with the Jobcentre, while I was off work and it was still available, and I have to go have a two day induction this week. Mostly this meant getting to a really odd community centre somewhere outside of Wakefield for a half day course on what the college is like, filling in induction forms, and finding out what kind of learner I am (visual, mainly, which I sort of already assumed, and it was only a self-assessment), and then a half day course on customer service, which mostly involved discussing customer service, and how you can do it well or badly, or how some people do it well or badly.

Then the next day I went to the actual college in Wakefield (and still had a hard time finding out where I needed to be), and had an almost-full day's course on First Aid in the Workplace, for which I now have a three-year certificate. I say almost-full day because we were meant to be staying until 4 o'clock, but we got let out at about half past 2 because a bunch of the lads wanted to go early for the England game, and another I think had a Jobcentre appointment at 2.30. But I think we still fit in everything we needed to, and it was actually quite good. I'd had a bit of first aid training at school, but they didn't teach us how to do chest compressions because apparently it was really easy, if you didn't know what you were doing, to accidentally break a rib and drive it into a vital organ, possibly the heart. But according to the woman who taught us on Wednesday, either that's been proved to be not true, or the law has sort of changed because apparently you'll almost certainly break a rib doing chest compressions anyway, and it's sort of assumed that if someone isn't breathing or has no pulse they'll need chest compressions enough to risk possibly breaking a rib and puncturing something anyway. I don't know. But we learned how to do them, and how to do mouth-to-mouth, and what should be in a first aid kit, and the different types of shock, and different causes of fainting. And I got used as someone to have the recovery position demonstrated on me, which I thought might happen since I was the only girl there, apart from the tutor woman. But maybe it had nothing do with that. Anyway, we went through and did it, and it was really quite good, and I have a First Aid in the Workplace certificate now, hurrah! And they're going to contact me shortly, possibly, about doing the actual work-related course I signed up for. I think.

After that, on Thursday my mum and I had my youngest nephew, and on Friday I had to get my mum a birthday present and my mum and I had my oldest nephew. Then on Saturday it was my mum's birthday, and I slept in, and then we went to Chiquito's for a meal, then today I slept in and then we went to a local pub for our Sunday dinner. And now I am posting. And in between all that, I was running up to my room on Friday, Saturday and Sunday at 8 o'clock or half 8 to listen to Adam and Joe at Glastonbury, which was grand. So, yes. I've been busy this week.

But I watched TV as well, a bit, last week. Including Emmerdale. OH MY GOD OH MY GOD NATHAN HAS THE WORST MOTHER EVER OH MY GOD. ( Emmerdale )

Also, you know what Simpsons pairing I love? Sideshow Bob/Bart. I have terrible pairings, I know. Although frankly, when there is a scene between two characters which involves one trying to kill the other and then finding that they 'can't do it', and then singing about how they've 'grown accustomed to his face', I'm not sure that it's completely my fault. I love Sideshow Bob/Bart.

Also I love Logan/Aaron from Veronica Mars. I really truly love it. I wrote a tiny bit of fic the other week based on a prompt from a prompt community, and thought up a bunch of AUs, including a sort of Labyrinth AU, mainly because I've been listening to the Labyrinth soundtrack quite a lot recently, and the idea of Aaron coming back from the dead as a kind of Goblin King figure and making Logan run around a maze to try to get back a child or person he'd accidentally wished away, all while trying to sort of convince/seduce Logan into staying with him in supernatural-land forever, was REALLY QUITE PLEASING TO ME. And I have awful pairings, I know. But awful GREAT pairings.

Hello. It's me. I am still online pretty regularly, it's just that between sleeping in most mornings, going with my mum into town a few times a week and helping look after my nephews some of the rest of the time, and attempting to get my Jobseeker's claim and bedroom something like, I never seem to have much time to make posts. The middle of the night seems to be my main opportunity, so I am taking this one.

I have been living at my parents' for almost three weeks now, and it's been fairly quiet. In between my dad yelling at me to get my bedroom sorted out and decide what I'm putting in loft because it won't fit, which if it were up to me would be nothing. And various arguments between my parents and my sister. The family drama has not really let up, but it's not all-consuming, which is nice. My grandmother's still in a care home doing physiotherapy, but she'll be back at home on Monday. She was meant to be back last Thursday, but she's unfortunately come down with shingles, so they put it off for a few days. But she's pretty much fine, and probably actually going home on Monday, which is good. She still has some memory problems, but the nurses and social services have assessed her and have got her a care package and don't seem too worried, so it seems alright. She's pretty ready to get out of that place, really, as I have picked up from my conversations with her over the last week or so.

Also I have been watching TV. Highlights included:

• Sue Perkins being on The Bubble, and then getting a show about brass bands in the North. When will they bring out Supersizers on DVD? When?



• The Bubble. I have watched it. I love it.



• ( Emmerdale of the past few weeks )



• Meanwhile on Coronation Street, Gail Platt has been charged with the murder of her dead husband, and sent to jail. David is not coping well. His brother Nick is there, but Nick is kind of a git and David hates him, so it's not much consolation. He spent tonight mostly asking his ex-girlfriend (Gail's dead husband's daughter) if she really believed his mum was a murderer, looking incredibly hurt and betrayed when she said she dead, and wandering away clutching his sleeves. And then going into the factory to actually talk to his brother about their mum, and how he couldn't sleep without seeing her in prison, and how no he didn't want to go to the pub and get drunk, and they had to do something, while Nick was all 'You are getting in the way of my work, David, my work!'. Then Nick tried putting his hands on David's shoulders and talking nicely to him, and giving him some money, causing David to look at Nick like he hated him, and leave. It was also a bit brilliant. I will admit that soaps are a bit rubbish or boring sometimes, but sometimes they are incredible. INCREDIBLE.



• Anyway. Besides that. Lambing Live! I love lambs. And sheep. It was a great show to watch if love both those things. Mostly I feel that next year Nathan from Emmerdale should be forced to take part in the lambing that goes on at the farm on the land his family owns. I think it would probably go some way to healing all of his psychological scars.



• Much like a couple of things on the Mighty Boosh, I never expected to find a middle-aged comedian I don't know dancing to Fight For This Love in a red military jacket, wig and cap kind of sexy. But then Rufus Hound proved me wrong.



• Due to making a change from terrestrial TV to Sky while moving from Nottingham to my parents', the only thing I've seen so far from the current series of Skins is the rather grim last two episodes. With a cliffhanger that is apparently not going to be resolved next series, or at least not with the current cast. Well.



• I saw an episode of Shameless because my parents watch it, when I never really have. I fell quite in love with one of the characters, at least, and some of the writing. Hurrah.



• I also ended up watching Dancing on Ice again, because my mother does, and was treated to another actor I kind of like from Hollyoaks doing a routine to the Pink Panther, and then last week to a Freddie Mercury song and him pretending to be a rockstar. Both of which were great. Soon there will be proper skating on, apparently, according to the Eurosport channel. Yay.



• And a bunch of other stuff probably, but I can't remember it now.

Other things:

• I know it's a mistake generally to look at jewellery, but how much do I want this stuff? A whole lot.



• I have also started sort of shopping for clothes, mostly because there's a New Look in my town centre, which has few enough other clothes shops for me to notice it. Also because New Look has some sort of nice stuff in at the moment. Mostly all it's doing is making me even more annoyed by stock rotation, though.



• I've done a live transfer of my Jobseekers claim, and they've at last written to me today telling me what I'll be receiving (I think). They don't really say anything about the live transfer, but there's not really any other reason to send me a letter telling what allowance I'll be getting, a few weeks after I've moved. But at least it seems to be sorted. And I need to start job-hunting now.



• I still do look for Tiana/Faciler things and fic sometimes, but to be honest, I'm not really that desperate to find anything, because I can't really imagine it being better than the Magic Dance video.



• Even though there were quite a few problems with Wanted, and I hear that the comic book by Mark Millar that it was based on was even worse really, I'm still kind of looking forward to the new adaptation of another Mark Millar book, Kick-Ass. I don't know. Rubbish superheroes are kind of my favourite superheroes. Also, Mark Strong! Hurray.

I think that's pretty much it. Next week it's my birthday, and the week after it's Eastercon. Both of which I'm quite looking forward to. Hurrah.