girlofprey

• I finished 1984 last night.


• I also watched the last ever episode of Angel


• I am also currently shipping Angel/Lindsey, which is just the doomedest pairing that ever doomed, and all the fic I read only seems to confirm it.


• My head is not in a happy place at the moment :(

Also:

• I appear to have a disturbing crush on George Orwell. I entirely blame the picture of him that was on Have I Got Old News For You the other week. Hmm.


• I also have an odd crush on Orson Welles, which might be confusing if you're trying to remember whether I love Orwell or Orson Welles, but just remember it's both and you'll be okay.

That time of the month yesterday. I was in so much pain. Mostly I laid down and didn't move. My sister thinks I should start taking Codeine for it all. I think Hmm. But I can put off buying a new swimming costume for a while, I think.

Almost finished 1984. ( Potential spoilers )

Today, went into town with mother today, and it was lovely, if a bit cold. We passed travel shops, and she made suggestions of taking a few days of work at some point so she and I - just she and I - could go on a trip, say to Brighton or Rome or Prague. I responded with interest and joy. It is not Cuba, but hurrah all the same!

If any of you want to go to Cuba with me, I am essentially already on the plane. Right now if needs be. I am so not kidding.

Anyway, we had burgers in our town's nicest cafe hurrah, and bought things. There was a new Total Film out, which was a nice suprise. They are remaking The Hitcher apparently. I have no words. I was tempted by a 'Cultural History of Russia' book, but decided against it. Someday I will write you a list of books I own but have not read. It is horrendous. Also got Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban on DVD because it was £10, as opposed to the shocking £17 other shops try to charge. I am a whore for the pretty yes. Ah well. Ooh, and Betty Boop socks. There were Harry Potter scarves in WH Smith's, but only Gryffindor, so I left them where they lay. Slytherin would have been a different matter. But they were not Slytherin. So hmph.

Asked a few places about work as well, but no luck :( Although I'm holding out some hope for work at the local museum and castle - even voluntary would probably be interesting, and look decent on a CV ::holds out some hope::

Went into the library as well to ask, and perused their CDs for rental. Tori Amos! Nick Cave! For only a pound! Think I will be going back, perhaps, yes :D

I want to see Veronica Mars now. Even though I know quite a few huge season spoilers. Damn you, ship_manifesto!

Anyway. Town Liquorice Festival starts tomorrow. Medieval day at the castle - hawking and handcrafts and crystals, oh my. I am a vat of barely contained yay. Hurrah :)

Thunderbolts and lightning. Very, very frightening. Spent a brief moment wondering if you could somehow get hit by lightning in the bath. Ah well. At least I'm not half-melted anymore.

( Teh NON-Drop the Dead Donkey )

( Teh Buffy )

( Six Feet Under )

I go through fandoms too quickly. This is clearly not right. Apart from the fandomslut issues, it means I never have a chance to get into any one fandom deep enough to actually do anything in it (like fic), and at the end I'm left with nothing, except a beautiful beautiful dream and some pretty icons. And I'm reading 1984 now - a bit odd since I know most of the plot, but ah well - and crushing pretty hard on Winston and Julia already. This will not end well I feel. Teh sigh.

Final thought, randomly related to the Bad Wolf/Tardis!Rose glory of last night: according to some book, the Ancient Greeks called the first light of dawn the lycauges(?), or 'Wolf Light'. Hmm...