girlofprey

( Army of Ghosts - ep spoilers, and probably for next week's trailer )

Counting down the days to next week.

Hello. I'm back in Yorkshire, probably for keeps. Shocked? Yes, well so was I when, casually slobbing it in Nottingham yesterday morning, looking forward to another day of sea, sun and Sawyer, my dad called to ask me if I wanted a job filing at his engineering company in Leeds. And given that I've been complaining about money, ooh, forever, the answer was yes. Which made my housemates cry slightly, since we had about 3 hours to celebrate the end of all our exams. But 40 hours a week at £6 an hour beckoned, and I could not deny that call. So I'm a working girl now. My feet hurt.

( Some spazzing about that )

Mostly I'm pleased because if I keep it up I can totally buy all those DVDs I've been coveting, and pay off my Connotations deposit. And apparently they won't mind me taking days off to get my results and go a-fanning in London - though I might need to rearrange meeting places and times, if I change my ticket. And, yes, I'll have temping experience and something to put on my CV. But mostly MONEY! And the wearing of 'professional' shirts.

So...that was my day. Also, I'm going to see kittens later. And I watched the 'Mickey is LOVE!' episode of Dr Who, and can reward myself with a nostalgia_lj screencap re-cap. But how are you guys? 24-hour internet and MSN Messenger, baby!

So I'm finished with all my preliminary essays and seminar work, as of this morning. Now I can focus on my essays. One of which is due in next Thursday. Then one the next Monday, and one the next Thursday. But I've done a quick survey (of my housemates and, like, two other people) and apparently everyone is feeling much the same stress and has done about the same work, except for the ones killing themselves with Dissertations. So I get to blame the weather and season and general mood, I think. Spring is a rubbish time to do essays anyway, all sunny and distracting with the promise of things to come. And there's always a sunny heatwave during exam periods, before the thunderstorms of summer, damn it. But at least it'll all be over in 3 weeks.

I comfort myself with good TV. ( Doctor Who and Green Wing talk )

In conclusion: tired, should be doing lots of work, will probably end up going to see Slither in town instead. Not even pretending to not be eyeing the flist anymore, though sporadically. This may end soon. Catch you later.

( New Who! )

In other news, Black and White 2 is a hideous bitch and I hate it. First it complains that there is not enough space on my hard drive to support its MASSIVE weight, then when I delete things (things I use! Things I love!), it takes up so much space I can't install the other game. And then it takes about five hours to get started, and FREEZES UP before I even manage to start a new game! Three times! Forcing me to crash my computer, three times! You better believe I uninstalled it. Back to the shop for IT! The Movies, on the other hand, is working perfectly, and I love it. Hopefully it will one day let me write slashy films. Then I will love it even more.

In other other news: £15 WH Smith voucher from sister. £100 cash from grandma. Sorted :)

Mickey will be back in the new Doctor Who! ::dances::

Also K9, which is probably of more interest to fans. And Anthony Stewart Head! But they said Mickey was a 'sidekick', which probably doesn't mean companion, but it could, which means Mickey All The Time, but Mickey some of the time at least, and ::dances::

Also; I am here. And it feels like for true anonymity and the rules of the meme I shouldn't be telling, but everyone else is, and I don't actually know the girl who's journal contains the meme, so probably there'll be no point if I don't. And you don't have to love me. You can just say things. Any things. But yes. It is there.

Went to town with grandmother and mum today. She bought me cake! In our little town's vaguely posh cafe-thing. There is a brand new 'cafe-bar' nearby, which serves onion rings and whatnot, but I did not think my grandmother would be able to sit on the seats, or if she could, get back up again. Still, it requires further investigation in the summer (aka next week), I think. Hmm. The cake came with a huge dollop of ice-cream, which the waitress did not mention was 85p extra, the cunning hag, but grandmother was paying so its all the same to me. There was another cake which my mother and I thought was called Sex and Toffee, which was tempting, but it turned out to be Texan Toffee, and all gone (no suprise, frankly), so we had other cake, and I felt a bit sick but happy :)

Yay, I have £360! Sort of. I'm not sure if the £110 for connotations has gone out yet - awaiting my next bank statement. But I owe dad £200 for rent anyway. So slightly less money. But more than yesterday, perhaps. Enough for things. And no-one told me The White Stripes had a new album out! I caused a slight disaster getting it down to look at it in Tesco's, but I am tempted. Oh yes I am. The songs have pretty names. Hmm.

East of Eden is out on DVD :D. Though sadly very expensively. Btw, WH Smith and Tesco CD/DVD prices kick the arse of so-called CD/DVD shops ::looks at you, HMV and Virgin:: Hmm.

The father of my sister's baby almost went to jail. But didn't. They've reduced his fines, apparently. A part of me is slightly disappointed, but he does seem to be helping her out a lot, so yes. Hm.

Lolita is sort of pissing me off. I don't know. I sort of like it. When Lolita is not around. Not that I dislike her, she seems like a perfectly nice kid, but Mr Humbert does have a nasty tendency to go off into flowery, intoxicated, showers-of-gold (not like that)-type speech, which makes me roll my eyes until I go blind and pass out. But all the other adults seem so annoying compared to him that you can't help but like him...until you realise you're only seeing them through his possibly self-delusional paedophilia-celebrating eyes and you just want to choke him again. Hmm. I will finish it though. I'd like to see where the story goes, even if we pretty much know what happens to Humbert Humbert. I am sort of in love with the girl on the front cover though. With her painted nails and Dorothy dress and pretty is-she-19-or-is-she-12? face, and sunshine and grass. Mmm.

I have begun writing what will hopefully turn out to be a nice Mickey/Rose/Doctor/Jack piece. With, yes, much focus on Mickey, who doesn't get much fic-love from anyone but me, le sigh.

( Thoughts on why I like him so )

What's this about Billie Piper leaving Who after the first series anyway? It's new to me.

Hmm. I quite like these long posts, although I worry they bore the Hell out of everyone else. One advantage of being at home (when the computer's free, anyway ::eyeroll...::).