girlofprey

Today I went into PC World to look at Netbooks. I've been thinking about getting one for a bit, on and off. I noticed they had a much smaller selection than the last time I went in, and as far as I could tell they had a lot more Ultrabooks - which may well be the same thing, but they didn't bother calling them Netbooks. Maybe Netbooks are out of vogue at the moment.

But in any case, I was wandering around the rest of the store, since I don't go into computer shops very often. And I ended up in the "PC Accessories" aisle, which it turned out was where they put the special mice and keyboards for gaming. And...wow. I'm sure they're very useful for PC gamers, and for people who want to play console games on their PC - I had more than enough trouble trying to use my own mouse while playing Skyrim last year (the mouse used to turn the screen effectively when I played Morrowind, but NOT ANYMORE). But in this case I think the packaging sort of outdoes the product.

You probably think your mouse is pretty good, don't you? But why have a mouse when you could have a DEATHADDER? Or maybe the Deathadder's too flashy for you. How about an ABYSSUS? Not flashy enough? How about an IMPERATOR? Or the ever-popular OUROBOROS? THE POWER OF THE GODS COULD BE YOURS. IN MOUSE FORM.

Your keyboard, how's your keyboard working out for you? There's a good chance the BLACK WIDOW would work better. Or the more efficient (probably) NOSTROMO? Or the DEATHSTALKER?

And I bet under your non Deathadder, or Death-anything, mouse, you're just using a mouse mat, aren't you? Don't you know you could be using a MANTICOR? Or a GOLIATHUS? Or an INVICTA?

I don't mean to mock these accessories too much, because I kind of love them, and want them all. But it kind of seems like you wouldn't need the games once you had these mice and keyboards. It would be exciting enough just being around the GOLIATHUS AND IMPERATOR? WHO NEEDS FALLOUT OR MASS EFFECT? Man. PC Accessories have massively come on since the last time I paid any attention to them.

I have been at my parents and EVEN WORSE AT LJ THAN USUAL. Hello. Mostly television won at being itself, and my family weren't as horrendous as it all could have been. Quite good actually. Ten games of Lunar Jim are alright, really. And there was Yule Log, which always improves things, really.

Anyway. Telly. OMG. First there was ( Sold )

And then there was Emmerdale. Oh my God, Emmerdale. ( Emmerdale )

And then there was other stuff. Last Sunday there was randomly a Big Fat Quiz on about Channel 4, with Jack Dee and Richard Ayoade and David Mitchell, which was lovely. On Christmas Eve there was a Comedy Connections about Red Dwarf, and then the first ever episode, and Christmas At The Riviera, which featured Reece Shearsmith running around with beautiful glasses on. Then there was the Hudsucker Proxy, which I'd never seen all the way through before, and about which there seems to be no slash. They put the Lemony Snicket movie on as a Christmas movie, and Dustin Hoffman turned up in it. Then on Boxing Day there was The Old Curiousity Shop, and Bryan Dick randomly appeared in that too. Derek Jacobi tried to tell him that he was a wastrel and a scoundrel, and he was all "Excuse me, I think you'll find I have a hat and a cane". He wasn't in it very much, he was mostly just there to get Swiveller into the plot, and the I wasn't too taken with the rest of it, but it was lovely all the same. And yes. It was all quite good and beautiful.

The Hudsucker Proxy was mostly useful for putting off opening my presents, as mum had for some reason decided to work on Christmas Day. But it was fine anyway. My nephew Jack really enjoyed a lot of it, as you would expect, and we had a lot of fun. And now I am back at home in possession of Heroes Season 1, the first four series of Red Dwarf, a graphic novel of the Looking Glass Wars Volume 1: M. Hatter, the Hoosiers album, and a book about Angels. And some chocolate. I have to work tomorrow, which seems wrong, but then there's the rather lovely part that comes after Christmas, of trying to decide what to spend your Christmas money on. And checking Yuletide. And trying to catch up with your flist. Rah. I do have to go to bed for work though. Anyway, I hope you all had merry Christmasses, even if I didn't keep up with them. And I love you all. Merry Christmas.

Sorry, again, if anyone was spoiled by that comment or that link yesterday. I don't know where my brain was. Let's see if I can't do better tonight!

( Heroes 2x04, 'The Kindness Of Strangers' )

And I'm spent.

I haven't talked much about Christmas, have I? It was good. We only had three or four hours of peace before my sister and nephew came over for the rest of the day, and oh God, he won't let me even go up to my room now. You have sneak out subtly like a ninja so he doesn't chase you, and even then after an hour or so, he notices something's amiss. Whoever it is. And then it's calling, calling your name (or an approximation thereof) at the top of his voice, till you come down and watch him chase the cats again. He is lovely though. He quite liked the wooden truck I bought him, and in a shock twist, Katie liked the Ugly Doll, whereas he preferred to cry over it and fling it across the room. Kids, eh?

( Stuff )

I'm going to Lancaster for New Year's tomorrow, which is good. In a CHAMPAGNE AND SLASHERS! sort of a way. I still need to finish Yuletide, and I still need to read all my books, and I still need to tidy my room and stuff, but at least I've solved the murder of Tom King for this week. Dracula was on last night. It was - not the best bit of TV I have ever seen, but good. MARC WARREN IS A SEXY VAMPIRE. When he's not looking like a slightly ridiculous dark-haired pale-skinned guy. Harker was adorable, which I liked, and there was shoulder grasping. I choose to believe that ( Delusions that essentially reveal spoilers ) I sort of mostly want to see Marc Warren!Dracula crossovers with everything though. Especially other Mark Warren shows. Danny from Hustle meets modern day Dracula in London? Dracula versus Mr Teatime? The possibilities are endless!

( Robin Hood 1.09. And 1.08 )

On Wednesday night I went round to a friend's to watch films (Kiss Kiss Bang Bang - I forgot that Harry gets completely wasted on painkillers), and on Thursday night the router broke. And stayed broken last night. And now I'm willing to bet no-one's around, and I'll have to go back to playing with my CV. Damn it.

"Steve Irwin was once asked what his favourite childhood TV shows were. He said his favourite was Thunderbirds, but there'd always be a special place in his heart for Stingray"

Ah, the social post-mortem.

Anyway. Work totally GANGED UP ON ME today. I should have known that having less filing to do suddenly would eventually lead to having loads to do all at once. But I am daft, and enjoyed getting on with Northern Lights*. Managed to get it all done, partly by staying late because I had to, because dad wouldn't leave because I am dedicated. Apparently I get to edit more reports soon. Great. Except that it means I'll need to use the computer all day. And thus have the desk. Haha! Take that, fellow Copying Man!

I love Carl being the only King in Emmerdale. They put him in every storyline. I hope it goes on forever. Tonight he chased the male Dingles (rough, poor, hilarious types) into the woods where they were poaching, and they just touched his chest and offered him a drink. It's alright though because he's practically one of the family, and they wouldn't "do" one of their own. Which is probably why I can't get my smoking hot Cain/Chastity pairing kickstarted. At least the Kings have no such policy. (Though they haven't made anyone a mind-reading ninja either. Woe.)

Emmerdale is great. So are sultana scones, one of which I've just had. And so is calapine, who is giving me Babylon 5 season 1. So I can possibly have a faked television orgasm of my very own. I think maybe I win a little bit :)

*To which my general response is mostly 'Oh God, Lyra!'/::weeps::

ETA: Um, I can apparently track things now.

LJ might come to regret giving me this power.

I'm on the internet for proper work-type reasons, but I'd just like to say:

If any of you aren't watching Suburban Shootout, your lives are devoid of meaning. DEVIOD I SAY!

Sister just wandered into my room - as she is wont to do - looked around at my stuff, then asked if she could have my Harry Potter and the Blood Prince when I was finished with it. I hesitated - she has a tendency to make my nice, well-kept things less nice and well-kept - but said yes. Puzzled, I asked if she had read any of the others. She replied that she didn't want to read it, but it was a first edition and would be worth a lot of money one day.

:0

I quickly took back my offer.

Cheek of some people...