Had a whale of a time staying up until 1:20 this morning working on my English coursework, and then I had to get up early in order to write the introduction and conclusion and a coherent paragraph on Iago’s motives (which was tricky, given that even the York Notes guide I borrowed from work seems to have no fucking clue as to what motivates the bloke). I could have summed up the essay in the sentence “Iago is a complete and utter sociopath and is super good at manipulating people, which means that in the first place he can manipulate the audience into liking him, but then they realise he’s a dick and kind of go off him, but still admire him because he’s clearly superer than the other characters”. And if you think that sentence is incomprehensible, you should see the essay.

It didn’t help that my brain started up with a “kidnapped and tortured Lindsay Monroe!” plot bunny, but whatever. These things happen. I think I just wanted her to get rescued and be all traumatised and Danny to be heartbroken. Although the Mac/Peyton bit hit me by surprise (it’s nearly finished and will be up later this week unless I chicken out. Torture kinda squicks me).

At least I managed to do the entire essay without commenting on the gay undertones. I think that means I’ve grown as a person (or perhaps I’m just sick of my teachers’ insistence that I take it all out, as I actually have no decent evidence).

Saturday was exhausting because we were really super busy and everyone was off sick so I wound up running kids’ all on my own all day, and everyone had those bloody world book day book tokens which they were spending and it drove me up the wall. So I ate a lot of food (chicken Caesar wrap, tomato and basil pasta salad, giant bag of crisps, Dairy Milk and a bag of midget gems) and listened to a lot of Rufus Wainwright to fix it (although I had to keep stopping myself from launching into “Gay Messiah” when I got stressed, as I’m sure yelling I will not be the one baptised in cum would not get me Brownie Points with the parents) (eh, you never know).



CSI: NY “Oedipus Hex”

I loved this episode. Lindsay was angsty! And reallyreallyreally pretty! And also, you can totally see her baby bump (well, Anna Belknap’s baby bump, cuz Lindsay isn’t pregnant yet. Unless Danny knocked her up sometime and that’s why she won’t date him. *plotbunny*). Also, the plotline was so random and stupid that I really enjoyed it. Anyone else thinking that Lindsay should go join the Suicide Girls and use her super photography skills of Doom to take their kinky photoshoot thingies? Yeah, my mother didn’t agree either.

And I really wanted Danny to go out with that pierced Suicide Girl (Nixon) even though I am a Lindsay/Danny shipper and both me and justian are getting sick of being hit over the head with Flack/Danny (we don’t want to see it… we just kinda do. Ouch). I think they could have had fun kinky sex and all would have been shiny. I even wrote a drabble somewhere because, for God’s sake, she said he had a nice jawline! That’s a really super compliment! I also liked that Al had glasses, cuz even though I don’t really want to pierce my face up and get tattoos and wear very strange things, I like the idea that if I did want to, I wouldn’t have to wear contacts to do it in. Although I bet that the strawberry syrup would be a bitch to get off the lenses.

And Hawkes gets lots of montages! I know that this is because he has to be interesting so that when they decide to give him an angsty backstory in a few episodes’ time we go “Oh no! Poor Sheldon!” and not just “Who?”, but I am still delighted because he does not get enough airtime.

Me: *giggling* Look, it’s Flack! Have you noticed how hot he got since being blown up?
Mum: *rolling her eyes* You are such a little issue-fucker.
Me: That is not true! I liked Lindsay before she got issues! She’s… just much prettier now she’s got them.

My only problem is that WHERE IS PEYTON? After hating her for a bit I decided that actually, she and Lindsay could have lovely femslash love, but where is she so I can characterise her??? Nowhere, is the answer. I mean, I could even handle the lingering glances with Mac if it would enable me to figure out who she is and write with her.

Yeah, I ship Britchick/Montanagirl. And? It’s pretty. (thanks to karaokegal for coining the term “britchick” in the first place. It makes my ship that much more yay.)




Grey’s Anatomy season two openers “Insert stupid irrelevant song titles here”

Eh. I hate Grey’s Anatomy. It is so fucking stupid. And I was glad they put flashbacks to least season at the beginning of the show so I could a) remember what was going on (I remember nothing about last season! I mean, I remember the fact they had this nice song in a montage where the girl was singing “I am infinity” and I meant to look it up and get a copy and I didn’t, and also that Meredith was irritating and I really wanted her and Alex to sleep together and they didn’t, and that Izzie got her tits out a bit, and also that George is aw, but that really is about it. When did Addison even arrive???) and b) once again revel in the scene where Meredith goes: *whiny voice* Pick ME! Choose ME! Love ME! (seriously. I am not paraphrasing. She actually says that) because she’s so fucking irritating when she does that. It’s hilarious. It makes me want to claw her face off with my fingernails and then stick safety pins in her eyesockets.

Ahem.

Anyway, because she was amusingly drunk for the entire first episode, I forgot a teeny bit that I hate her, because Meredith is still annoying but also quite sweet when she’s drunk and vague. I liked that. Mum and I reckoned the whole series would improve if she developed a drink problem and spent the entire time off her head. And Derek has become exponentially more frustrating since last time, I swear to God. With that hair and eugh. If the two of them died or got locked in a closet for the rest of eternity the show would be SO much better.

In other news, I like that George’s hair is all long and yummy (was it like that last series? I honestly don’t remember. Seriously, what was I doing for all 22 weeks?!) and that Alex is TORTURED (he should have sex with Meredith. I know I don’t like her that much but I ship ‘em anyway, cuz… I forget), but he should have kissed that girl. As I pointed out to him, Chase kissed that patient, and she was only nine. That is yet another reason why House is way better than Grey’s, cuz the doctors do actually do paedophilic things with the patients, rather than going “don’t let me cheat you out of your first kiss”. Bleh. What the fuck ever. He is so not the good guy in this.

Addison has super smexy red hair and she has such great UST with Izzie, so I don’t want her to get back together with Derek. I mean, Derek is such a man-whore. *kicks him* McDreamy? Ahem. McVomit. I’m much more into Isiah Washington, although the actor is a homophobe and I also don’t know the name of the character he plays (I just call him the Hot Homophobic Black Dude), even after a whole series of him being there in his surgeon fashion. Presumably his character has a name?

Mum and I were crying at the train plotline with the people impaled on a pole and they had to kill the woman so the man could live. It was so sad! And so irritating that Meredith made it all about HER again. Sober!Meredith is so whiny, although I have to say that I did miss her philosophical babbling at the beginning and end of the show while it was on hiatus, because it achieves precisely nothing and doesn’t mean anything, which is sort of hilarious (“people say things because they can’t afford not to”. Ooh. Fascinating insight there honeypie).

I was a bit pissed off that the pregnant dude turned out to not be pregnant, because if Grey’s condoned mpreg then I could totally write some (anyone thinking it would be hilarious if Ianto knocked Owen up? Hell, maybe I’ll write it anyway. In Torchwood anything’s bloody possible. I sort of want to write fluffy Chase/Wilson stuff too, but I shall resist. Although prompt 29 on ff100 is “birth”. I mean, it’s just begging for-).

Eh. My only other issue is that the opening credits still totally mangle “Cosy In The Rocket” by Psapp, which is possibly the best song ever written in terms of backing track (that music box combined with stuff is just delicious), and also it’s kinda freaky, the way IV bags turn into cocktails and things; I want to feel my surgeons aren’t operating on me under the influence, since that really doesn’t end well (look at Lost. Jack’s dad operated that on that pregnant woman and killed her and Jack had to be angst-ridden and then got his dad fired and his dad died and he had to go to Australia and get his body and then the plane crashed and he had to have UST with Sawyer when Sawyer told him his dad loved him after all and I was screaming at the screen for Jack to kiss him and he didn’t and- what was my point again? Oh, right, I didn’t actually have one. I think I just wanted to get Sawyer into this).

*I have spent ten minutes describing how much I hate Meredith and Derek and refuse to get drawn into their stupid love lives, or for that matter, Grey’s in general*
*Derek walks in and meets Meredith’s eyes. There are angsty looks*
Me: Damn.
Mum: *starts laughing*
Me: Damn damn damn.
Mum: Told you. Told you you’d get hooked again.



I can’t believe that Grey’s irks me so much I just wasted all that time typing that.

Eugh.

I don’t have a whole lot more to say for myself. Well, Ugly Betty was teh cute but-