girlofprey

Hmm. Plans to go to Wakefield and perhaps see Batman Begins again (seeing movies more than once - bad for the bankbook, good for the loins soul!) foiled by sister and her baby-having ways. 'I'm going out this morning, so I'll probably need your help' - she did not go out. And 'I need mum to take him in the afternoon, and she can't carry him and do shopping, will you go with her?'. All of this after I mentioned I wanted to go to Wakefield. Growl. But I'm the only one being 'nice' to her, so I feel a bit worried about saying no. And I suppose if I wait I might be able to convince mum or a friend to come see it again with me. Sigh.

Am up to Episode 6 of Six Feet Under - it is so great. David so adorable, when he's not being a stick. And Claire's managing to annoy and inspire me all at once. Yay. Billy is quite a bit scarier than I remembered him, and the first Billy/Nate scene not half as slashy. But there is still half-nakedness and touching of chests. And Nate stares at his 'lower back' as he leaves - ?. Aaand...I skipped ahead to their scary scene in Episode 12. ( Spoilers. Sort of. )

Also rewatched Friday the Thirteenth part 6 again, after finding it buried in my video collection. The only one of the series I have ever properly seen, and eeeeeeIloveitsomuch! John Shepherd such a fantastic shy psycopath with ninja skillz! Though my Tommy/Jason OTP worries me in slight. Yes. Ah well. I wish there was slash for it, but there is none. I can't even figure out how to make the OTP work (probably for the best), but still. ::Mourns::

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...