February 14th, 2013

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My Subconscious is Evil

I tweeted about this already; here is the long version. But first, a story:

When I was 16 and obsessed (I mean, obsessed) with The X-Files, I used to dream about it constantly. I've forgotten most of those dreams now (though if my then-penfriend Jenn still has the letters I sent her, I did write them down at the time!), except for one. In that dream - and this would have been during about season 5 or 6, I think - I was watching an episode, in which Mulder and Scully finally got together. I missed the end of the episode because I had to go out, but thankfully I was taping it. I spent the entire of whatever I was doing looking forward to watching the episode when I got home, but I didn't get back until late so decided to watch it in the morning, and (in the dream) went to sleep.

Next morning, real life, I wake up and my thought pattern goes precisely like this: "Yay, now I can watch that-- oh, bollocks."

The purpose of this story is to demonstrate that occasionally, my subconscious is a bastard, and likes to punish me for fandom flail. Last night I started screencapping series 2 of Jonathan Creek in readiness for Saturday's re-watch, but gave up after "The Scented Room" because I ended up with 25 caps (as opposed to the previous episode, which had seven) and by that point it was eleven o'clock. Then I stayed up writing fanfic in bed until gone half-one, trying to get some words down on the latest post-ALTAF idea.

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Et tu, subconscious?

In other news, today I have spent mostly cooking and traipsing around trying to find chicken livers (nowhere in Bearwood sells them so we ended up bussing all the way to Spring Hill Tesco, who thankfully pulled through - we bought four packets to stock up!). My first ever attempt at shortcrust pastry didn't go TOO badly, all things told, but the proof of the pudding will be in the cutting it up tomorrow. (I'm going into work at 12.30 for Natasha's leaving picnic, so I've made a lemon meringue pie - plus some bread, tomorrow.)

For dinner today: chicken livers in sherry sauce with Mediterranean bread (from Tesco), followed by Parma ham wrapped monkfish with samphire risotto, and pineapple sorbet for dessert (made last weekend). NOM NOM.
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