November 22nd, 2005

Photo - leaves

Still alive.

Yes, I'm still here.

I was going to update on Sunday and couldn't be bothered.

The weekend was the same as usual, really - lots of video/DVD-watching, eating, and very little else. We got through all seven episodes of Into The Labyrinth, which is so terrifyingly 80s it's untrue, plus Sid and Nancy and Road to Perdition. Also Starship Troopers. And X-Factor, obviously.

That's about it.

We saw Saw 2 yesterday. Rather pointless to offer up a review as everyone else will have said the same thing, though I thought it was a lot cleverer than the reviews gave it credit for. It still somewhat reminds me of The Hole in the way it's put together and shot, and I did like how the first story linked with the second one.

Welcome to the monotony of my life.

I'll do an entry about our Unit Meeting later, as that'll be long and ranty and my brain's hurting too much to do it right now.
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MH - little boy lost

New and terrifying realisations.

My body, worringly, has recently allowed me to eat Green Things without the resultant shudder of revulsion that I normally experience.

Specifically, rocket salad (mmmm, spicy) and watercress, although the sheer amount of the latter that turns up on Pret-A-Manger's egg-n-cress sandwiches is, quite frankly, horrifying. I think there's a whole field in here. *peels carefully apart, removes layer of watercress*

Little steps, okay? Good.

Combined with the equally disturbing realisation a couple of years ago that I liked not only broccoli but cauliflower as well, I'm in something of a confused state. How can I be a carnivore if I'm eating Green Things? Potatoes don't count, because they're not green, and nor are parsnips... or cauliflower, technically, but anyway.

I mean... it's a good thing. Just confusing.

But will no doubt make dieting a lot easier than my current habit of either a) not eating or b) eating less rubbish, which usually lasts all of a week before I get bored.




There has been a can of coke sitting in our office fridge for about two months now, which nobody has claimed... and since everyone ignored me when I asked if it had found an owner yet, sod 'em, it's mine now. *slurps at glorious caffeine*
Photo - leaves

The thing I didn't explain earlier.

My space bar wasn't working then.  Scary.  I shall not give up this keyboard.  It doesn't help that said spacebar is clogged up with stickiness.  I don't think I want to know.

Anyway.  Further to the update earlier today, here's the rest of what happened yesterday.

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Sorry for the length of it.  She just pisses.me.off.

On the plus side, there was a random amusement when an email came through about a Health & Safety check that's taking place in our building on 5th December.  This email was sent to Michelle Floyd, all of the Social Work Team Managers... and me.  Someone assumes I am the CP Team Manager.  Heh.  I emailed back saying "Er, I'm not the TM for this team.  That would be Carol Wilkins, who's based at Silvermere" so they forwarded it on to her.  I told her this when she came back up, and Tina exclaimed, "Well, you are very important."

Heh.  Whatever.

Right.  Yay, chicken kebab and chips with garlic mayo. :D
Farscape - John&Aeryn - happiness

Some lyrics.

I'm still addicted to Katie Melua's new album, so much so I haven't had time to listen to the Green Day one yet.  I've been meaning to post the lyrics to the following song here for ages because the first time I heard it I cried.  Not openly, just a little.  Aside from the obvious (you'll see), there's just something about it.  And then I realised how much it reminded me of John and Aeryn from Farscape, circa season 3 in Infinite Possibilites: Icarus Abides (with TaylnJohn rather than MoyaJohn, or John Black if you prefer...) and also of the end of season 2, Die Me Dichotomy.

Read on, and you shall see.

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The kind of lyrics that look wonderful on their own without the music as well.  The tune itself is quite bizarrely upbeat.

And then, there's this one, the track following, which I also liked before I realised that it inexplicably reminded me of Erik and Christine in Phantom of the Opera, more from Christine's individual perspective than both of them.  (Just Like Heaven can be read in both directions, John or Aeryn.)  Very definitely post-plot.  If I'd finished my other song fic I could so use this one as well...

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Katie's lyrics have come on in leaps and bounds since Belfast (Penguins and Cats), though that one was good in its own surreal, symbolic way.

I am very much loving this album.  *hugs it*