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Omg, OT-fucking-P!

I did not see much of the early Andy/Alfie stuff because omg, I had not seen the glorious shining light of the fandom back then. But I saw odd clips of the two of them occasionally, I think the first one in which Andy came to the bar after Alfie was trying to warn Kat off him, and o m g. The calm menacing-ness of Andy, like a snake, and the way Alfie sort of stiffened (not cowered - he has done far too much of that recently, except omg where is he?), like a deer caught in the headlights. He was sexy then and wore loose shirts, and Andy was fresh enough to not be a bit rubbish (but in his lovely I-don't-want-to-be-a-gangster-I-just-want-respect way!). Alfie was perhaps the one person to give him the type of reaction he wanted from people, and he just smoothed himself over it like oil, and it was omg ::falls over::. And I knew.

Time went on, and anger was there more than fear, but when Alfie really got angry there was nobody who could match him better, because he wasn't afraid to be human about it, and call Andy for not letting himself be human. Kat was going to be Andy's trophy-wife, his 'safe house' - Alfie was the one he was really fighting. Because maybe it was a part of himself he didn't want to acknowledge - or a part of humanity he didn't want to want. To be accepted by. As just one of the lads. The high point of their little rivalry, the fight behind the bar when Alfie returned from 'running away', Andy really loses it, and spits the worst possible things he can think of at him, and at his wife, and Alfie - asks him if he's lonely. Utters the immortal line 'if you wanted a cuddle, you only had to say'. And then takes his money and does something Andy could never do with it - gets him something he'll never be able to get on his own - acceptance as a human being. And that's it.

Because back before Alfie just got tired, I think, and Andy y'know, died - Alfie at his best seemed like the one person on the square who could or would bother to try to see the good parts of Andy, the humanity. And I honestly think enough of that, enough of someone being there for him, could have pulled him back into the 'light', as it were - we saw enough of that with Pat, for God's sake. And he could have put his marvellous brain and instincts into helping good people that are sadly without them, like, say...Alfie. But Andy's dead. And Alfie is nowhere to be seen. And my OTP is no more :(

This is way more than a hundred words. Almost a mini manifesto. Clearly I do not get to squee about it enough :)
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<s> Jekesta are the Goddess of the strikethrough </s>!!. Only not struck-through. She are like my LJ fairy godmother!!

Interesting things I have learned today: at the moment, all women between 20 and 64 should have cervical screenings, but on the 1st of April this will change to 25-64 (unless it is an April Fool, omg). This means that if I want a smear test now as opposed to in five years time, I have between my birthday on the 27th March (Easter Sunday, omg, holy!) and then, which is three days, for which I will not be in Nottingham when I'm meant to be having it done. Hmm.

Also, all it tests for is cervical cancer, which is 'nearly impossible' (to quote the doctor) to get without being sexually active. Score one for the virgins! Although she seemed to also be saying it such cancer is virally transmitted, which...seems wrong. Ah well.

Whee, I am going to see two men dance each other tonight! And possibly buy a long-awaited Triple Chocolate Fudge Cookie omg.

Omg Eastenders! I missed most of it, and will miss it tonight, but Andy called Dennis his 'friend'! In official, written-down form! He calls no-one his friend, not even Pat who was super-friendly and gets to live in his house (and sleep in his suits). They were canon it is proof. And next week spoilers )

Hmm, Connotations. Does anyone know how long on average it is to wait before confirmation-type things arrive?

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Gah! Just when I thought I was all caught up with and on top of my reading, The Wife of Bath's Prologue comes along to bite me in the ass. Growl. But I'm still quite pleased today :). My friend from Manchester, Katy J, texted me asking for my address, which means I'll be getting her letter soon, yay! And I'm going to a Chocolate evening tonight (?!), which I'm hoping will involve lots of chocolate. For £5, I hope so! The University Swing Night has been pushed back to a mystery time, though, which is probably for the best, as I have no dancing shoes at the mo. And there's a new edition of Total Film out tomorrow! And it's snowing!! Which does make the walk to uni more treacherous, yes, but - is pretty. And gives us an excuse to keep our stray cat (who is mysteriously covered in soot recently) in overnight, since it is bastardly to put him/her out in the snow. So yes.

Eastenders. ::pokes Pat:: Come on, cry, bitch. Weep for Andy. He wasn't so bad after all! Another problem I have discovered with soap fandoms: no access to previous goings on. I'd give anything at the moment to see the episodes of Andy working under (?) Dalton, and menacing Alfie, and sharing mother issues (?) with Dennis. rambly rambliness )

Sigh. Ah well. Alternative Eastenders shall continue to run wild in my head (minus annoying lady-characters. They can go to a nice lesbian commune by the sea).

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Note to self: never ever leave the flist to it's own devices for more than a day at a time. It grows.

Weekend was fairly fun. Parents came down to see me, and we had Pizza from the Hut and chats and went to see Closer (finally). Which was good, but felt oddly hollow, some final meaning that just wasn't there. Hmm. Clive Owen was good though, and Natalie Portman continues to kick ass all over the shop. I <3 you, Alice. Jane. Whatever. Finished A Tale of Two Cities, which made me cry. And I never cry. Sidney Carton is quite marvellous, whether he's being sarcastic and lawyerly or strange and Christlike. I <3 the poor little seamstress. OTP! Madame DeFarge also wonderful and terrible, omg. 'Tell Wind and Fire to stop, but do not tell me'. Indeed.

Got my Kevin Coyne CD, yay! Yesterday in town, when many things were being lovely and bargainous when they know I have no money (shakes fist)! 6 copies, in all of the Virgin empire, and it would have taken 2-4 weeks at least for it to arrive, if it ever did. Went into marvellous little independent record shop, select-a-disc and found it immediately, for half the Virgin price! Am singing Jackie and Edna lots, and annoying my housemates.

Hero is out on DVD, but I am not buying yet, oh no. Waiting for Oldboy and Sea of Souls series 2 next week, to see if I can buy in bulk and make some use of my HMV money off vouchers. Waiting is not fun. Films I am looking forward to: The Chorus (again! ::dances::), League of Gentlemen: Apocalypse, Sin City (having seen the website), and Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy, despite the possible Americanisation. Douglas Adams apparently helped with the screenplay, and in any case it has Sam Rockwell, who are teh foxy. Roll on release dates!

Eastenders, omg! )

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...but much nicer things happened to me over the weekend. I went shopping on Friday, and actually managed to buy a new pair of smart black trousers, after about four years of wearing my sister's hand-me-downs, which continue to be and look fine, but they make my mother cry. But got lovely new ones in River Island, for only £20! And then a pair of lovely smart-casual trousers, which a snaky green belt, for only £25. And a lovely new pair of sunglasses, which actually look nice on me. It is very clear to me now that River Island is a thing of beauty and a joy forever, and should be treasured by everyone. Yes.

And today is Valentine's Day, which always turns out quite interesting for me. At least since I stopped mourning the pretty chocolate and realised i don't actually NEED a boy to buy it for me. Mark's and Spencer's heart 'mosaic', you will soon be mine. And given that i managed my not eating chocolate/sweets/nice things goal, I think I deserve it. Sadly, I do not think that there will be marvellous adventures tonight like there have been in previous years, like attempted dog-rescues and gay clubs - I like to think that buying nice chocolate and marvellous adventures are somehow cosmically linked - but....all my flatmates will be out, so i can rent some nice DVDs and sprawl out in the living room, yay! Amelie, perhaps, since I have not seen her yet. Perhaps followed up by something horrory and beautiful. hmm....

I need to make more lists. Clearly I do not make enough. And clearly there is no time like the present :)

Current and annotated Ship List )

 Also I need the Internet in my room, but that will never happen now, and I must rely on uni computers. Growl. I'm sure I could insightfully ramble so much more than this. Sigh. I hate you, Ntl

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Spent the weekend at home in Yorkshire (ee by gum, and whatnot), where I had more access to the Internet than I do here, and yet I updated less. Mysterious. Wasn't as boring as usual (no offense, padres), possibly due to the three week old baby constantly crying, or sucking his fist, or doing something else fascinating like, y'know, moving his arm. He continues to be marvellous, and I didn't even do anything foolish like kiss him on the nose or sneeze on him or accidentally drop him in the bin or anything (is proud). The weekend also involved Pizza Hut takeout, and a good £85 'earned' through premium bonds and a generous grandma, and so can be considered a success all round.

Long rambly ramblyness ) Long rambly holidayness ) Long rambly readingness )

And of course, have been watching plenty of TV - I didn't want one in my student digs at first, because I can waste so much time with it, but I'm glad for it now. I would never have known the glory of Green Wing and Sea of Souls otherwise. Yay. I'm actually starting to feel sorry for Andy Hunter - he ain't no gangster, just a crazy, mixed-up kid in a sharp suit. I want to say 'do yourself a favour, kid: close down the bookies, buy the Vic from dirty (dirty) Den, rehire Alfie, and live together with him and his cousins in shacked-up alcohol-fuelled bliss'. But I can't :(. Was distinctly cheered up by Danny luring his 'brother' into a dark empty house so he could stare longingly through the darkness at him and say they 'could be very happy here'. You go, crazy psycho-boy. Shag that family. In Hollyoaks news, Ali and Justin are clearly about to become New Boy's bitches in the hopes of being signed to his dad's team, and Lisa has magically become a complete cowbag through the glory of character-rape. I miss Bella :(. Not even new notannoying!Zara is as cool.

Also caught last night's episode of Look Around You, a crazy, faux-70s science show which effectively takes the piss out of every show like it, and is truly hilarious sometimes. I'd listen to 'Machadynu'. Was mostly just shocked at the fact it was hosted by Peter Seracofawitz (?), aka the voice of Darth Maul (I love you, The Sith Academy), aka Evil Duane from Spaced. I was all 'what are you doing in the Seventies, Duane? Tim has not even been born yet, how can you possibly shag him?'. Also with him was that man of a thousand faces, Mark Heap, looking actually rather Jack Nicholson-like and sexy. It was a half hour of shocks. But reminded of the mmm, Duane/Tim, which possibly I will squee about as part of the 'explain three of the random interests in your interests list' meme. But not today, as this post is already long enough, and i have (stupid) very good reading to do (strike-through effect, anyone? Anyone at all?)

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....Both scare me, though I do see a lot of truth in what they're saying. Which is slightly ironic because they're both arguing that there's not really any such thing as 'truth' in philosophy, which is a bit self-defeating. But we did learn about Nieztche's crazy sister, whose 'republished' (i.e. frankensteinated) version of his work inspired the Nazis. So there you go.

Have an odd urge to apply these particular theories to some form of slash story, in a debate about 'true' love. Would fit with Sea of Souls perhaps, with their whole 'seeing something, or seeing what you want to see?' slant, but I'm already trying to pen some missing scenes/ghostsex Wade/Craig slash. Sigh. I have tons of ideas but can never seem to get them down on paper properly. Probably because I want to write them so badly, and 'properly'. Just can't seem to get going. The whole 'an hour a day for nothing but writing' has sort of been edged out (or 'dominated') by excessive Morrowind playing anyway - perhaps its time to burn the discs and bury them in a shallow grave.

Missed the first half of Hollyoaks last night, due to radio meeting where I mostly did nothing but say 'I'm going home this weekend, so I can't do anything'. What is Bella's secret past? [livejournal.com profile] tiniago , don't fail me now. And Eastenders! spoilers )

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Have been playing a hideous amount of Morrowind lately. Damn those Boots of Blinding Speed! They make it so easy to slip in a quest when I have a spare hour! Hopefully I will soon exchange these hijinks for, y'know, revision and whatnot.

Made a pact with my girl-housemate to do more things I really want to do this term, so will hopefully be learning the ancient art of kick-boxing before too long. And I'd like to say writing (fic), except that Word blank documents lately just give me the odd urge to go get a glass of water and hide in front of the TV. Said housemate has, also, semi-agreed to go to Cuba with me this summer, for which I am all kinds of ecstatic. It's pretty obvious, after so many months/years, that I REALLY want to, so why should I wait? Have to find a travel scheme to go with though, because she's not willing to just catch a plane out there and find a hotel. Has to make things complicated, doesn't she?

TV highlights of the weekend were Eastenders - the Den/Dennis is so twisted, and nobody bats an eyelid over the idea that Danny hides his gambling from Jake the way Jim and Patrick hide it from their wives - and of course, Sea of Souls. Which is good, but I've decided not all that slashy. Growl. I just WANT to slash Craig of the pretty eyes, with anyone, though especially Monaghan. Perhaps if they had a single scene together where Monaghan isn't about ready to throttle Craig in rage.... Though there were lots of just Douglas/Craig scenes this week, without annoying Justine. And Craig did leap to Monaghan's defense, conversationally AND physically. Into the barrel of a gun! And Monaghan looked quite worried. And, on a different tack, Craig was all ready to share a room with psychic/psycho soldier boy, 'in the name of research'. Possibilities....

Or maybe I'll just imagine one of them getting possessed by a sex demon. No fuss, no muss.

Apparently next week's tale will involve Craig 'facing up to childhood demons'. Hurt/comfort? I can only pray. I have an exam to get out of the way before the joy of that though.

Freedom!!!!

Jan. 6th, 2005 12:24 pm
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Essays finished! Written, printed, stapled, stamped, done :). And though I'm not holding out any hope that they're masterpieces, I'm not actually hugely ashamed of them. Not bad for 6 days in total, for both of them. I had to work like a whore...but they're done!

Got my Exploring Theory recording done yesterday morning too, so now all i have to do is (SERIOUSLY) edit my literature essay, until it makes sense and is not 5000 words long, and them I;m free like a bird till the Medieval exam on the 20th. Aside from revising of course. And reading ahead for next term (Canterbury Tales...agh!). Also, my mother rang last night, and told me my sister had another scan yesterday, and the baby's grown a bit more, so the doctors are pleased again, and everything is just going quite well for me just at this very second in time. There's a free press showing of Team America at the UGC tomorrow as well. Yay!

Think I'm going to go into the city, eat some nice things, peruse DVDs in HMV and whatever january offers they still have on, and perhaps see House of Flying Daggers at the Broadway.

I am very pleased. Yes.

(Also, don't think I missed that final shot of Tuesday's Eastenders, with Alfie, Andy and Danny all huddled together. OT3!)
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Eastenders update - Watching the omnibus today saw Dennis remarking that Andy 'just doesn't like women' - no suprises there - and that Jake and Danny are willing to do 'whatever it takes' to get Alfie to let them stay. Indeed. And this week apparently sees them inviting Alfie back into a life of crime (and debauchery), and alarmed at their old boss/'top' coming back into town. The nice thing about having a soap fandom is that you can rely on it to be dramatic, and it just keeps going. The unfortunate thing is that it's often goes right past you to, and you can't find DVDs for love nor money. Sigh. This is not going to help me focus on linguistics.

Decided to return to Nottingham early tomorrow morning, as I wouldn't have done any work tonight anyway. All I really want to do is go shopping, but sadly essays come first, and have deadlines (other than the end of January), so screw me. Managed to reserve some important books for Tuesday morning though, and have a fairly decent idea how my analysis will go, though probably needs to be much deeper than I'm thinking it does. Hopefully when I turn my full attention on it the ideas will just flow, as usual. Fingers crossed.

Was not hugely impressed with tonight's Marple - the detective was not at all foxy. Though 'Edmund' was quite sexy in an angry, intellectual way. And more lesbians, who seem to have been running wick in post-war England. But no gay people. Especially not gay detectives. Growl. Enjoyed The Boondock Saints last night though, very late and apart from the first 15 minutes. It's quite good - a DVD purchase might be in order. Smecker's fantabulous, and Billy Conolly is one of my new favourite movie psychos. And my brain proved its willful obscureness, by seeing the twincest (which is fairly easily found), but only really craving Smeckerfic. Smeckerslash, particularly. Ideally - Smecker/Il Dulce slash.

(Clears throat. Hates brain)

Anyway...I probably won't be posting again for a bit, due to lack of internet in Nottingham, and hopefully lots and lots of essay-writing. I'll probably be back at home in a week, anyway, if my sister can hold off giving birth for that long. Then I can focus on all my reading and my Middle English exam on the 20th...sigh. I think I may actually write some fic soon though, or I'm just going to explode. Or read something....but it'll have to be something pretty damn marvellous...

P.S. - That crazy brain of mine also briefly considered Leon/Boondock Smecker/Stansfield slash. Beethoven!sex? But the twins would probably kill Stansfield quite a lot first. But, oooh: Matilda could join their crazy crusade! And Smecker could get annoyed at her. Possibilities...

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Okay, Alfie and his 'cousins' actually did use to shag. There is no other explanation. If they were really 'cousins', they'd have been upset about getting Spencer locked up in and of itself, not just because it upset Alfie. And of course they're nice to his Nan, because they know it's the way to his heart. Clearly Alfie left them when they got too troublesome, to get his (his) family away from them, and now all they have is each other, hence Danny being so upset at the thought of a break-up. But they're all off-kilter without Alfie, and getting in over their heads! So Jake's trying to smooth things over with Alfie, for at least a little while, because while ever they're sleeping with Alfie, they've got a bed, and hey, maybe they can convince him to give them another shot. Danny, being much less subtle, just wants to push Alfie up against a wall whenever he sees him. And it shows. Andy won't be pleased (and where the Hell did he appear from tonight? In a puff of smoke outside the Vic, just in time to insult Sam, then disappear again. Very satan-like).

Alan Davies also adorable, though not sure Roman Road will be on my list of best-loved TV dramas. But then I didn't hear half of it due to crazy parents and siblings just...talking. About nothing. Why? Got to see Alan Davies in a t-shirt and shorts though, talking about having his hand on another boy's cock, so I'm not dissatisfied. Contemplating the purchase of the Jonathon Creek boxset. It may have to get in line. Was happy to hear about Damien Lewis having a new TV show coming out soon though, in the March (in time for my day of birth. Yay). Am contemplating getting the Forsyte Saga DVD (get in line...)

RL intrudes again, as always )

Anywho, better go find the parents before midnight. Toodles.

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And on Eastenders tonight, we saw Andy Hunter still suffering with sublimated sexual frustration whenever Alfie's around, but unfortunately Alfie had much more to worry about when his two troublemaking old flames turn back up in his life.

Thank you Alfie, for keeping this show the swirling slash vortex it was always meant to be.

In other news: no-one loves the hook-handed man like I love the hook-handed man, and One Tree Hill seems so good, yet people say it's so bad. Confusion! But plenty of tension - Luke/Nathan/Dan=OT3 (it's an incest-fest!).

I'm sure I didn't use to be this screwed-up. Ah well.

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Lots of TV watching though. Miss Marple's foxy behatted detective of the week was John Hannah - really might have to write detective!slash orgies before too long. Eastenders too, of course, which really is just so slashy - all about old-Skool hard men out of their time, and the sensitive new men they terrify, as far as I can tell. Have a burgeoning new 'ship of Den/Alfie now - really wish I'd seen the episode where Den throws him out. If only someone had told me Alfie would yell back. Plenty of Den/Dennis too of course, though I can't decide if I actually do want them to have sex or just continue being a really strange father-and-son without Sharon in the way. Saw an old clipshow of Eastenders anyway, and young!Den was a fox! As far as I'm concerned it's all about the Andy/Alfie/Den/Dennis now, in all its permutations. I'd write fic, if I wasn't feeling so very guilty about my language essay, which I have started reading for now, and its thankfully the concept that's complicated, not just me that doesn't understand it :).

Watched the Top 100 TV treats of 2004 also, and had the unexpected treat of seeing Green Wing come in at 9! After the Comedy Awards, I was starting to think only the 70 people in [livejournal.com profile] ___greenwing knew and appreciated it.

They showed the (cut-up) scene of Guy dancing down the street.

My heart swelled.

Eeee!

Watched a little of my Spiderman 2 DVD as well - I knew Peter gave a little smile when the 'tentacles' first come to life! Seduced by the dark side of science, ey? Sigh. He'd be such a great evil lab assistant/whore. Where's a mind fuck when you need one?

Hmm. January sales are on. Which means possible death-by-shopping, but possible cheap DVDs and nice things. Perhaps even nice green leather gloves from Marks and Spencers which go with nothing I own. Must plan, but I'm thinking at least Bodyshop Sugar&Spice lip balm to start with, and the first edition of the new The Prisoner magazine. Finally I will be able to watch an episode without needing to buy a £300 DVD boxset or stay up till 3am next July. The Waterstones sale is calling me also, but that's neither here nor there.

Anyway. Bedtime. Farewell. The next time you see me, I will either be knee-deep in modality, or much much poorer (though richer in things!) Toodles.

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Feet hurt. Hair smells. All the traditional signs of a decent night out :). Unfortunately, 'decent' is the best I will give it, as it was very cold, I kept getting pushed around, and all my friends kept running off to talk to other friends of theirs that I didn't know, which is fair enough but left me alone and bored. Not nearly enough dancing to alternative rock either. Did see a girl who works on the Uni radio with me in Nottingham, though, and also Bombhead from Hollyoaks. He tried to snog my good friend, who always pulls, without even trying. I completely didn't care, but was still a little starstruck when he brushed up right against my back (swoons).

As usual on such nights out, I stayed over at my easily-pulling friend's house, as a taxi back to my town alone would not only break the bank, but stomp it into little bits, and slept in till about 1 o'clock. Didn't get back home till 5, and spent the evening watching TV and admiring the brand new, huge, but as-yet-untrimmed tree in our living room (yay). Grumpy Old Women at Christmas was as hilarious as I thought it would be, and parents thought so too (especially mum - not yet had the pleasure of 'doing Christmas' yet, but recognised so much of it from her life. Presents for kids, presents for mother, presents for mother to give to kids, present for husband to give his mother...)

Eastenders also briefly slashy again, to my delight - Dennis going to Andy for the money he needs to run off with Miss Piggy, and saying 'you know I'm not one for goodbyes'. A touch of history there? My runaway imagination says yes. Nothing beats the One True Love of Andy and Alfie though - they need more post-Kat scenes together.

Only 4 days till Christmas, eek! At this point though, I'm on the verge of making a post-Christmas list, for all the stuff I realised I want giving the parents 'Christmas suggestions'. Everything's pretty much done and dusted from my end, besides the receiving and probably helping out on Christmas day. And the essay writing, of course, although I'm only reading this week. It's part of my plan. Finished the literature essay, all 5,500 words of it - editing will be done. But hey, I've written it. And I've got nothing better to do over the next few days.

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