girlofprey

Well, the snow is here again. Last week we had a day where the BBC had promised us "100%" chance of snow in the middle of the day, and that turned into ten minutes of flakes at about 5pm, so I wasn't too convinced by the forecasts last night. But here it is. It's settled and still snowing, pretty as a picture, and has been since about 8.20am apparently. And the road outside my house is slowly getting backed up with traffic, probably from the hill nearby. I thought people were supposed to be staying in for lockdown, never mind snow, but here we are. My parents keep up with our online local community page, and the posts are about 70% people warning about which roads are blocked or asking for help getting somewhere, and about 30% saying that sledges are just however much at a local supermarket right now. Which tells you a lot, I think.

There's a little banking of trees near where I live, and they're just covered with white, and the phone lines between houses are just like pretty white ropes now. People are trying shovel snow off their driveways and cars, and then they go in and it builds back up in about half an hour.

We had some snow today, which was lovely. Then my evening train was cancelled, and the next one slightly after it was late, which wasn't. I don't know if I've mentioned exactly how often my trains are cancelled, late, or delayed these days, but it is considerably often.

Brown and Blond are returning to Trinity Walk in Leeds, where I first properly discovered them last year, tomorrow. Yusssss! Brownies for me.

Just yesterday I was thinking how nice and springlike it was, as though summer was really coming. Someone made a joke about whether it was going to snow now, and I thought it was just a joke, but I woke up this morning and there it was. Thankfully, by the time I actually got up it had melted. Now I just have weird sleet/rain to contend with.

I hate everyone on the internet. Everyone except you guys. You guys are great. Mostly I hate the people who clearly think they're being the rational, unemotional, logical ones, but actually what they have to say doesn't make sense from the beginning of their sentence to the end. I want to tell them that. I want to open accounts on sites I don't even care about just to tell them that. But then it's just like, 'do I need the argument this will probably cause, right now?', and I am just quietly resentful instead. Arguments of the week: were there black people anywhere in Europe in the 14th century, as a particular, Gamergater game developer believes? Did Hillary Clinton sitting next to Harvey Weinstein once in a picture mean she, and Huma Abedin, were responsible for his rapes, because we all know it's always a woman's fault, somewhere? I hate them all, and I should just remember not to look at comments on the internet.

The boiler still isn't fixed, and isn't going to be until tomorrow. I still haven't heard anything about my upcoming therapy, when I was supposedly at the top of the list in December. Although during the last check-in call, they offered me some online resources, and I keep getting reminders in my emails that I 'haven't completed my tasks', so I sincerely hope that's not how they've sent it to me. And I've made an appointment with the doctor about my anxiety thing, and as per usual if it's not a same-day appointment I have to wait a couple of weeks. So I'm seeing them on 19th March. I'm pretty sure it's with a male doctor, and I'd prefer a female one, but I'm pretty sure that would make it take longer so here we are, I hope they're sympathetic.

Well, I got up this morning, in the cold. Went to work, in the snow. My manager told me I could go early again tonight, for the 6 o'clock train, and I said I'd need to leave a little earlier than I did before, but he said it was fine. Doing that meant I had to tell the postroom woman that she'd have to come out for the last courier of the day, if they didn't get here before I had to go. She came out about 5 minutes earlier than I'd said and told me I could just get off. I was literally going to bolt the revolving doors, when we saw a rough-looking guy on crutches coming straight across the car park towards us, and we realised it was a homeless guy that lives in the area, and has been in a couple of times in the last few weeks asking if he could use our phone to call people. I didn't want to just lock him out, so I went to tell him we were closing up, and he said Simon on the Streets (a Leeds organisation, I assume) were supposed to be picking up him and his friends, but they'd been waiting an hour, so he just wondered if he could come in and make a quick call. I felt like I really had to go at that time, to not be waiting another hour for the train, so I told him I really had to go and couldn't open reception back up. He only wanted to check in on his pick-up, it's not like he was asking me to help him get into a shelter or something, but it still made me feel awful, given the weather. Anyway, he turned around to go to the other building we share a car park with, and their lights were on and it looked like they were still open, so hopefully he got to make his call there, and got his pick-up and got in somewhere. But still. Didn't feel great.

Then I got home and found that the boiler indeed hadn't been fixed, as my dad had texted me earlier (can never be sure if he's joking), and he also told me the cat had weed on the shoelaces of my beloved trainers again, and I don't know what exactly happened with the dog, but he crawled into my lap after going out in the garden for a bit, and I ended up with a disgusting smelling wet patch on my trousers, and I had to change them. And then my internet wasn't working just now, so I just had to run up and down the stairs trying to re-link my ethernet connection. So not a great day so far.

But my dad did buy me a heater for my bedroom, which was lovely. And it is the weekend. And I did get my internet working again super quickly. So that's pretty good.

Trains cancelled today, but buses are still running. My manager has said it's 'my call'. Thanks manager.

I know it's a bit whingy to be annoyed that I'm expected to work on a day I'm capable of working, but it's a long journey from where I live to where I work, and it's not like I do very much when I'm there. I know that's kind of the job when you're in a security position, but it's not like there's some big project that needs to be finished by the end of the week. I thought they might let me off. They did let me go early last night I suppose - I nearly missed the train I was going for anyway, even while literally running and yelling through people in the train station, over wet, slippery floors. But they did let me go, and they probably will again tonight if I go in. So that's something I guess.

:'(:'(:'( It's not tears on my face, just melted snow.

Well. It's thick with snow outside as far as the eye can see. My dad's off work. All the schools are closed. But my trains aren't cancelled, so I'll probably have to go into work.

Which feels like a real kick in the teeth from the world, frankly.

Bloody Fallout 4. Played it today, got a quest to clear out some random area of enemies - normally you get a marker on your map to show you where to go, but for once I didn't get one. I thought huh, maybe I cleared that place out recently and it needs to repopulate. Or maybe the quest will autocomplete on its own. I decided to waste some time by going back to my base and decorating it exactly the way I wanted it, before I used up the building limit in the settlement again. Which I did. And it was lovely. But the more I thought about that quest, the more I thought maybe it's a bug and it's not going to sort itself out on it's own. Maybe that quest will never complete and I'll never be able to continue with that story because of that. Just in case, I reloaded a save from just before I took the quest, and took it again - and it immediately gave me a quest marker, I went to the place and killed the enemies, and completed it. So. I decided it was better to continue with that save than the other one. So I've just spent about an hour and a half trying to decorate my place again the way I liked it, the way I discovered I liked it the first time I was building it, while getting all the objects in the right places to look right. Very frustrating.

But on the plus side, we had snow here. That was nice.

It has stopped snowing. We are not at present snowed in.

However, I've come on my period and realised I don't have any nighttime pads. So maybe it's for the best.

It snowed here today. My mum swore it would today - I think from studying the weather reports - and indeed it did. She also said it would be at 1pm, and it didn't start until about 2:30, but still. It's really deep now, the back garden looks like a swimming pool. A white swimming pool. Or at least less deep than usual. You know what I mean.

This afternoon I watched about 4 Got To Dance: Auditions Uncut episodes in a row. Which was basically just extra amazing auditions they hadn't had time to put in the actual shows. I really love Got To Dance. I love all the judges, I love the fact that it's had the same judges for three years so they all know each other really well, and I love the fact that it's all amateur dancers, and a lot of them are really wicked.

But probably the best moment - aside from all the dancing - was probably when a cheerleading troupe came on called The Nixon Vixens. Which mostly made me think of cakesy. I imagine the Nixon Vixens were what his trashy all-female bodyguard/assassin squad would have been called if they'd ever made brilliant action films about him. I don't know why they didn't. It's hard to imagine Nixsploitation films being anything but amazing and definite money-makers.

Then mum and I went for a walk in the snow to the local Aldi for supplies. We got a bit cold and wet. I had to run back for a hat. But it was pretty lovely all the same.

Then I came back and played Skyrim. I LOVE SKYRIM. I don't really talk about it because I'm sure it's annoying and I don't really want to spoiler anyone. BUT I LOVE IT. ( Mild spoilers )

And then Saints Row 2. Sometimes I think maybe the best part of Saints Row 2 is being able to customise the cars. I FOUND A PLACE WHERE I CAN CUSTOMISE VANS, OH JOY OF JOYS. But that clearly isn't the best part of Saints Row 2. It's when you get unlimited rifle ammo.

In other news, I hate Tumblr. Sort of. There are many many things I hate about Tumblr. Which I will list now:

• When you go to look at a picture to see what it is, and there are no tags, so you don't know what it is.



• When you think a picture has no tags, but then you realise it - and possibly many others - actually does, they're just in a different place than you're used to, because customisation and everything, but having a set place for tags when sometimes you just don't have any, MIGHT BE ACTUALLY FUCKING USEFUL.
  
  
• How hard it is sometimes to get an actual permanent link for a picture or post, because you want to bookmark it as well as Like it. Clicking it just gets you a link to an image file. Clicking notes sometimes takes you to a tag list, or your own Dashboard for some reason. I don't want to reblog it. ASkjdsdjfksfk.



• When you open link to someone's Tumblr in a new tab, and it playing music, and there is no obvious place on the page to switch the music off. Sometimes this leads to you discovering wonderful music you used to love, like Always by Erasure. Sometimes it's just really fucking annoying.

Phew. And in other news, you know how sometimes one thing is enough to suddenly make you remember and love an old fandom/show again? Someone did a pimp for Total Recall 2070 on smallfandomfest - which looks really brilliant, by the way - and I spent ages trying to work out who the guy who plays one of the leads is, before working out/looking up that yes, it is Michael Easton, who, yes, was in Two. Oh. Two is a show that I used to watch when I was really young. It was on Five late at night so I had to watch it in bed on school nights before I went to sleep. It was about a man, an English teacher, played by Michael Easton, who is really lovely and has a great life and a lovely wife and everything. Then one day he discovers he has an evil twin brother, and before he knows it, his evil twin has murdered his wife and a bunch of other people, framed him for it (because no-one knows he has a brother, and there is no evidence of it anymore), and then gone on the run. His evil brother did NOT have a good life, having been kept with their crazy mother, or kidnapped by a crazy woman? Rather than adopted by loving parents like the good brother was. Then the evil brother found out he had a brain aneurysm, and no matter what he did, was probably going to just drop dead one day in the near future. So he decided to use his last few months making his long-lost brother's life hell. Michael Easton also played the evil brother. His name was Booth. I LOVED HIM SO MUCH. Mostly every episode was the good brother (Gus) trying to track down his evil brother before he died, and running from the cops, while also trying to help whatever poor woebegone souls he met in his travels. And usually, about once an episode, got a psychotic phonecall from his evil brother, who basically called to smoke and be sarcastic and taunting at him. I loved Two so much. It's a shame they never put it on DVD so I could buy it. A CRYING SHAME. And I had forgotten all about that, and now I have suddenly remembered again because of the pimp on smallfandomdest. Hmph.

I am also going to start watching Series 3 of American Dad. It's sort of the last go I am going to give American Dad. I do find a lot of it quite funny, and some of the characters I really love. But the character I was most interested (in American Dad, I know, I know), is sort of mostly being used as a plot point for other characters. Which I kind of understand, but still. And I know it's satire and all, but sometimes I really can't tell whether they are satirising an issue or just getting a cheap laugh out of it. And that problem basically just got worse in Series 2. Also there's a rape joke in basically every episode now. And sometimes, there's two. So. Essentially there's an episode I'm really interested in seeing in Series 3, so I'm going to watch series 3 or at least up until that episode, and if it hasn't improved by then, I will probably stop watching it. Yes.