girlofprey

Oh, television did things tonight.

( Coronation Street )

( Scott and Bailey )

There's other TV I've been watching. PSYCHOVILLE IS BACK. It has been back for about three weeks now, it's more than halfway over I think. But it makes me really happy. Especially when Mr Jelly's in it. And really loves that old woman. And David and his mum are in it. Any of them could die any episode now. But at the moment they're not dead, and they're making me quite happy.

I can't think of anything else now. Mostly I'm all caught up with Hollyoaks now and watching it most days, and reading welovehollyoaks.com and loving Brendan Brady. And Seth Costello. And Ste Hay. And Jacqui. And Theresa, sort of. And Mitzeee. Well, lots of people really. Hollyoaks is still quite shit, in many ways, but I'm still quite enjoying it at the moment.

I have also been to the cinema twice in the past few weeks, after not going at all for nearly four months. I have a lot of thoughts about both films, but not really enough understanding of what I really mean to make big posts about them. I saw Attack The Block and really enjoyed it, I think in terms of race it wasn't perfect but it could have been a LOT worse. And I saw Blitz, which. Well. When I first heard about it, it sounded like a perfectly decent little chase/cat-and-mouse thriller with Jason Statham. And then I found out that Paddy Considine was in it as a gay cop, and I was pretty much sold. Then I found out that Stuart from Queer As Folk was in it, as the psycho, and apparently really good. So I was quite looking forward to it. But I didn't realise ( Vague spoilers for the general tone of the film ). Paddy Considine was still pretty good in it, though, even though I sometimes felt like they had him dressed a bit oddly. And I really liked Zawe Ashton as a fellow police officer in it, who I've just found out from imdb was both Jessica from Misfits, and Sally Donovan from Sherlock. I didn't even realise they were played by the same person. I'm rubbish sometimes. But yeah, anyway. I saw both of them. And enjoyed them to varying degrees.

In other news, my terrible week last week didn't exactly go off without a hitch. There was a bit of family drama, which I may post about later. But I'm glad it's over, anyway. I'm looking forward to this week more than I was to last week. Although I still haven't heard from the DWP about my claim for Incapacity benefit. Gulp.

In other other news, apparently I'm going to Prague in three weeks. Eek.

First of all, I would like to say a big hurrah for jekesta, for alerting me to the fact that all DVD software on laptops everywhere will make screencaps, and that I was an idiot. Hurray, screencaps!! Of all the beautiful people who I love and no-one else knows exist!! Icons are just around the corner, I can feel it. And, when I get my actual laptop connected to the Internet, probably picspam of people I love and no-one else knows exist. AND YOU WILL ALL HAVE TO LOOK AT IT HAHAHAHA!!!

Secondly, I would like to say that coming home from Nottingham was made immensely more pleasurable by the package of jekesta waiting for me on my desk. I expected DVDs - I got so much more! Lollies! Ritter Sport in inexplicable flavours! A sheep/pylon/tree OT3 postcard! A glove to call my own! It was like some kind of beautiful dream, and my sister read the postcard because she heard me giggling and now she wants to be Jekesta, and I do not blame her, for truly she is a bundle of loveliness, like her packages :D!

Thirdly, I am home from Nottingham. I did so much packing. I have so much stuff. I did so much cleaning. I cleaned an oven. I scrubbed bathroom tiles till they stopped being bright orange. I got stabbed with a staple taking recycling to the recycling place. But I am home, and desperately trying to fit my stuff into a tiny room full of all my old stuff. I do not think I will win at space. But I will have proper curtains that do not let light on my face at 7 o'clock in the morning. This is all for the good. Also I am feeling a bit better about my results. It turns out 2 of my flatmates got pretty much the same, and even the other who is a smartypants hugely interested in all things academic and poetic and whatnot and normally gets 70s, did not get a first. University is more difficult than it looks I assume. I understand most of the marks I got (I hate you, drama, you are not even proper English omg!), and girl flatmate who actually failed a few exams and essays and still got 63.9 and I talked about university, and essays, and why we even want Firsts, and I feel much better. Thank you flist for your kind comments also :*:*:*(to infinity).

Fourthly, I did not see Doctor Who on Saturday. My flatmate had already packed his TV. I am all bereft. LJ is making me feel berefter with its 'no clues but oh wasn't it fabulous?' ways. But I did go see the League of Gentlemen film! And loved it!

( Some thoughts )

Home again home again ::dances a home dance - jiggety-jig?::