I just feel tired and broken at the moment. I need something good to happen.
In order to make something good happen, well, I'm not sure what I'm going to do, but I'll do something. Maybe talk A into going out for cocktails. Get all dressed up and go out, listen to music, and maybe chat to some randoms. Just, something.
Music has been a big help lately. The songs on highest rotation have been:Stitching Leggings by Kate NashBreathe by Anna NalickSamson by Regina SpektorGet Better by Mates of StateToday Has Been Okay by Emiliana TorriniWrong Again by Kirsty MacCollSpecial Ones by GeorgeKeep Breathing by Ingrid MichaelsonInfinity by Inara George feat. Bryony AttkinsonThanks for Today by Kate Miller-Heidke
You may note that they mostly involve a girl and her piano. Also, mostly kind of melancholy and pretty.
I have one more assignment, two more exams, and one more semester to go.
Am I a freak for actually enjoying where Heroes seems to be going? I mean, I do wish the characters (especially Mohinder) would stop being so fricking stupid, but that's been the case since season 1. Also, Matt and the tortoise are love. Oh, and I recommend reading Jack Coleman's blog on TWoP
, it is a bit hilarious.( Recs )( Some songs )( Sara Ramirez )
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- Music:Cabaret - Me First and the Gimme Gimmes
I ♥ you, Ronan Lee!
It is kind of extremely gratifying when the State MP you voted for publicly raises some of the issues that concern you. I know he didn't really do
anything, but given how incredibly rare it is for a State MP to even say something, I will take it as a small victory.
May I offer Cracked.com
as a good, clear, entertaining explanation of the economic crisis? ( My thoughts are cut because they are whingy, ranty, and about the economy. These are not the things good LJ entries are made of. Okay, maybe that's only true of the 'economy' part... )
Erm, to make up for that, I offer picspam.( Vera Lynn, Forces Sweetheart of WW2 )
I also offer A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square
and We'll Meet Again
by the lovely Vera Lynn.
I've re-watched season one of Torchwood this week, and only made it to the finale today. Unless I am completely misreading the situation, the implication at the very end is that the TARDIS materialises inside the Hub, hence the whirling bits of paper and stuff. However, at the beginning of Utopia, Jack chases the TARDIS down in the Plass. Why would the paper be blowing about if it materialised outside? So either the shows timelines aren't concurrent and this is a completely different time, or the Doctor actually came back for Jack pre-Utopia. Admittedly, given the nature of timelines in Doctor Who, I guess they could have come back for him pre-Utopia post-Utopia. Actually, I quite like that idea, though it kind of screws things up a bit. Okay, a lot.
Thank you, Torchwood, my brain is now broken. I do, however, have an interesting AU plot bunny to explore.
I really am slow, I realise this. I imagine this stuff has been discussed to death by better fangirls than myself.
I also offer I Can't Decide by Scissor Sisters
and Nancy Boy by Placebo
. The first because of its relation to the topic at hand, the second because I bloody well cannot get it out of my head.
You'd think being on holidays would lead to more entries, not less, but there you go. In order to make up for my unforgivable lack of blogging, I offer the triple whammy - picspam, music, and recs. I know, this is a shiny, shiny entry to go with my shiny, shiny mood. Life is good when you have your family around and no damn assessment.( Firstly, the recs. )( Secondly, the music. )( Finally, the Freema Agyeman picspam )
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- Music:Song for Ten - Murray Gold
I am such a sap. I'm still riding the buzz from the Michael Buble concert, so I've had all his albums on random while I've been doing my notes. The only problem is every time I hear Home
, I cry. I just can't help it. I don't know why it affects me so much.
Yup, definitely a sap.
I want to marry him. The concert last night was amazing, I didn't expect him to be so funny, or sweet, really. The obscenely drunk forty-somethings sitting next to us were incredibly annoying, but not show ruiningly bad. In honour of the sheer awesomeness of last night, I offer Home
and ( Michael Buble picspam )
Stitching Leggings by Kate Nash
is my anthem at the moment. It is about the most positive I can bring myself to be.
My brain is about ready to hand in its resignation at the moment. All this reading about the oil and gas industry has left me feeling incredibly frustrated and miserable. I've been terrified of global warming since I was about 9 years old and BTN had a piece about it. So what this assignment has taught me is that at the tender age of 9, I was more intelligent than the large portion of the industry that is about to get screwed over royally in return for screwing everyone else over royally.
Also, women out there. Get angry, dammit. I know it's hard, but it's necessary. Apathy will get us nowhere. If someone calls you or someone you love by a misogynistic name, get upset. I don't care that you aren't particularly offended, you should be. Be offended of behalf of the rest of us, because it's our problem too. Those little things that don't seem to matter really, truly do, because they are part of something so much bigger.
Now I've got that off my chest, a rec. Lipstick
is Sam/Chris, and easily my favourite Life on Mars fic out there. It's very bittersweet and beautiful, and leaves me just the right amount of wibbly. Summary
Some things are never entirely unexpected.