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My Playstation 3 came. I managed to be awake when the postman came so I could receive it, and then I unpacked it and left it in the room since I knew my dad would want to have a look at it when he came in probably. But, then we had a slight disagreement about where it was going to go. When I asked my mum about getting a Playstation, she asked if I'd let the kids use it, which I think is part of the reason they got it for me. So it's not really just mine. But my dad thought it should go in the living room, and I just think that's ridiculous, because I actually want to play on it fairly regularly, and I'll probably want to do so in the evening, when they'll be watching TV. Dad said I'd have to play it in the daytime when him and mum were out, but I'll feel awkward doing that when mum's in, and I'm not always awake during the day. We had a brief argument about whether I could change that if I wanted to (probably I could, but not all the time I think) and whether I technically get insomnia. But anyway. I just pointed out that it affects me anyway, that it will mean I can't use it in the evenings or till after they go to bed, in the middle of the night, and that we've got the Wii in the living room, and we never use that unless my nephew's here, and hardly even then. Ideally for me it'd be in my room, but the only screen available for it is tiny, and there's nowhere to put the console really and I wouldn't fancy having the kids in my room too often to play on it. So I think the screen in my nephews' room is the best place: it's a decent screen, it's out of the way of the rest of the house, and it won't get in the way of anyone watching TV. Dad agreed in the end, and now I have to wait until he goes and buys a shelf to put the console on.

It came with a free game though. Little Big Planet 2, which having read about it on the box and on the internet, I still don't understand what it's about. And I've ordered one of the games I was interested in. I had to go through Amazon, which I've been trying to avoid for about a year, because nowhere else seemed to have it for sale new. Unless I wanted the Playstation Move version. Which I don't. The page seemed to assure us it was being sold by a third party company though. So I guess that's alright. Another game I was looking at doesn't seem to be for sale new anywhere though. But, conversely, you can apparently get another game I was looking at, Batman: Arkham Asylum, for about a tenner now. So it's not all bad.

I've just been watching Coronation Street. Coronation Street )

Also, some stuff I forgot to talk about a week ago was this: when I was a teenager (I think), I used to read quite a lot of LJ Smith. The woman who wrote the Vampire Diaries, which the TV series is based off of. A few weeks ago I was wondering if they'd look at adapting anymore of her books into TV series or movies or something, and got quite excited that they might adapt one of my favourite series of hers, The Secret Circle. Well apparently, they're doing it. Or at least a pilot for it. It could easily be shit, but I'm sort of excited, at least reservedly, all the same. And apparently, according to some articles/an article I read, they're making a bunch of pilots for supernatural or fairytale-themed shows this fall, or trying to. Trying to find something as popular as The Vampire Diaries I'm guessing. But still. I'm kind of a fantasy fan more than sci-fi, if I was to choose one, so I'm kind of interested in them. Again, they could easily be shit. But it's interesting to see some new things getting made. I might be downloading some stuff come pilot season, if they're available, depending on how many actually get made.

Anyway. Has anyone else heard of the Japanese guy, Hideaki Akaiwa? Apparently he scuba-dived into the tsunami to rescue his wife, and then his mother, and is currently still going out looking for and rescuing people in his hometown if he can. I'm not 100% fond of the tone of that article, as I think it's just as badass and touching even if you don't act like he's an action hero. But either way, hats off to him. My God.

I'm trying out a thing with my LJ where I just post anything I've seen, am interested in, or love. Without worrying whether it's good or not. Which mostly seems to be links, which I sort of apologise for. I'm not sure how long I'll be doing it for, or whether it'll end up with me just posting my own flailing about soap operas and some pictures of animals made with Paint. But I'm trying it out for now.
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I went to Eastercon over the weekend, with Jen, Alice and Liz. It was great, I stayed in a hotel, and went to panels about european fandom/s and all the unstranslated books from other countries we can't read, and steampunk, and alternative sexualities in sci-fi and fantasy, and proper science, where I learned stuff about hydrogen atoms and the Herschel telescope and black holes, which was nice. We watched Doctor Who and judged it slightly, and saw the new Universal Soldier film. We discovered a brand new game called Apples to Apples, which involves arguing that things are like a certain concept, even if they aren't, and which is brilliant. Unfortunately, the cold that I hoped would be gone by the time I went to the convention, or would go away over weekend anyway, is still here, though not as bad as it was. But overall it was very good.

However, on the way back from the con on the train, a man sat down across from me who I thought was a jerk who didn't mind making massive gestures in everyone else's personal space/line of vision. It turned out he was actually deaf, but while we were on the train he tried talking to me even though I don't know sign language. I worked some of it out, and we ended up writing back and forth to each other in my notebook for a bit. But he eventually ended up writing his full address and mobile phone number - which he already shown me on a card while trying to tell me his name - in my notebook, and either asking me if I would, or telling me to, come to his house or call him. He was quite nice about it, he said I was his friend and didn't ask me for my details or anything, but it was a bit weird. He seemed to be friends with the ticket conductor, who did know sign language, and he'd already told me about his 40 year-old girlfriend and teenage children and stuff, so like I say it didn't seem dodgy. But I did notice that his tobacco tin did have a picture of an attractive woman with her t-shirt pulled up over her nipples on it. So. I told him I had a lot of friends I didn't keep in touch with like I wanted, and others I did go see a bit, so I probably wouldn't call him, and like I say I didn't give him my address or many details about myself, so it's probably fine, but still. It was a bit strange.

And then when I got home, I found two letters waiting for me. One was a letter from Nottingham City Council saying they were paying me back some Council Tax or Council Tax benefit or something, with a cheque inside for £145. The other was my final bill from E.On, saying that having compared the readings my landlords had gotten off the dude who owns the garage where the meters are to my previous, estimated readings, I now owed them £327. So today hasn't been AS good, really.
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I'm back, baby.

Orbital Con Report - Thursday and Friday )
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Things that upset me:

@ Going into town and into shops where pretty things are that I cannot buy. Sappho poetry! Nick Cave's biographies! The Making of Sin City! James Dean in DVD form! Growl. They are the prostitutes of the commercial world, and price tags are their pimps, and store assistants who watch you and just wait to throw you out are the knives hidden in their jackets. It makes me cry, oh yes.
@ That said, I did buy Oldboy, Black Books Series 3 (£9.99! I love you Virgin!) and the first volume of Fables ::shame::
@ Shiny DVDs sent to me by kind people coming the day after I go back to Nottingham. Double growl.
@ Spending nights on my own in empty houses. Particularly student houses with paper-thin walls, so that if someone closes a door next door is sounds like its coming from downstairs. I was very close to dialling 999. And asking them if I could sleep in one of their cells, perhaps.
@ Not having 100 icon spaces :(

Rewatched a bit of Sea of Souls last night, to pass the time. Why does no-one else love my gay, Scottish show? ::Sigh:: Also I watched some quite wonderful non-Sky TV. I want to live in Brighton and fancy a girl who wears colourful clothing and gives me tips on how to pick up boys. I also want to be the only schoolgirl with breasts in a small, American mountain town, and possibly made of construction paper. Hmm.

Other than this: ::basks in the lovely sunshine/buys all the wrong food at Sainsbury's :)::
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Am home for Christmas. In my sister's room, because 10 weeks is apparently not long enough to decorate my bedroom! Thank you dad. So yes, in my sister's room, despite the fact that she's not actually LIVING in it, which essentially means she gets to fill it with crap but I can't touch any of it. Growl. Also, that when she stays over on Tuesday night (the same day the decorator`s coming to START on my room), I am either out of a bed or sleeping with an insomniac, heavily-pregnant smoker who needs to get up to go to the toilet every five minutes. Double growl.

Sigh. Not doing huge amounts of fannishness, due to the three essays I have due after Christmas, although I think I've done one. Going to e-mail it to a tutor for 'guidance', but have the requisite 2000 words at least. That still leaves literature and language though, although I'm pretty sure I know what I'm doing for both of them. 6000 words in 2 weeks. Should be enough. Reading will have to happen though.

Idly contemplating the 'The Prisoner'-style 'Village' in my head where all my favourite characters and OTPs live/are held. It's actually mapping out quite interestingly. Bernard Black runs the bookshop with Manny, who enjoys exploring the nearby jungle. Billy Chenowith is the resident photographer, with Nate as bereavement counseller (for characters with pre-The Village grief, of course. No-one dies in my Village. Not before they sleep with each other anyway). Dr Otto Octavius is head of science, ably assisted by the brilliant young Peter Parker. John Ryder and Jim Halsey (from the Hitcher) haunt the highways in psycopathic bliss. And it's guarded by a crack team including Faith the Vampire Slayer, Beatrix Kiddo (of Kill Bill fame), Flying Snow from Hero (assisted by Moon), and of course bad-ass dragon Brayack (?) from Flight of Dragons. May retreat into fantasy and live out my days there. Hmmm...
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