Warhead On Legs

( Gaeilge )

Conjugate ALL THE VERBS!

I'd actually forgotten the primary reason that room became my craft room, and that the fucking horrific magenta walls was only the secondary reason. The primary reason being that two of the outlets don't work. Which is fine, I only need one outlet anyway, for my sewing machine and my iron and all my other crafts don't require anything to be plugged in, but it's still annoying having to rearrange the whole damn thing three times so I can get to the outlet that works. On the plus side, no more sitting with my back to the door. Yes, that's still a thing. Those of you in college with me remember our severely lopsided table where that was a thing. Possibly with the same deep amusement.

Speaking of deep amusement, I have managed to drag a friend into watching Haven and am now laughing my ass off while he says things like 'There had better be a tattoo mystery' and 'Since it's a Canadian show I'm just waiting for Tahmoh Penikett to show up.' Those of you who have seen Haven know EXACTLY WHY I am laughing my ass off, and those of you who haven't I'm not spoiling the hilarity for you.

What else. I started watching Almost Human over the weekend, and it was some funny shit let me tell you. I'm really enjoying it. It's still hilarious. Also they have fucking phone trait, which amuses the everliving shit outta me. The one-eyed pirate from Pirates has somehow turned into Spencer fucking Reid, I have no idea how, and the banter/chemistry between Karl Urban and Michael Ealy is AWESOME. I love this show so much.

I'm really glad, too. I'm glad I've found a show I love, and have come to love a show I was having mixed feelings about, in time to completely fall out of love with Person of Interest. I'm still angry about what they did at the end of the HR arc, I think it's lazy, cheap writing and a complete cop-out (pardon the pun) of an ending, and I'm pissed off that they felt they could do that and call it clever, innovative, shocking, and not suffer consequences. It's neither clever nor shocking. It's a sign of a want of creativity, in my not so humble opinion, to not have anything further to be able to do with the character so they kill that character off so everyone else can grieve/go on a vengeance spree in their various ways. I did see the episode after that and with two minor exceptions, was neither surprised nor gave a damn about any of it. Characters which I previously loved did not stir me. About the only thing that pleased me was the ending, and not because this was a new and interesting place to take that character. In fact, it was so predictable it was almost inevitable. But I enjoyed it because I enjoyed the actor's performance. Everyone else, well. I rearranged my sewing room, carried my netbook around the house, and generally was not able to pay attention to most of the episode. I don't even hate Person of Interest anymore except for what they did to the character, and the sociopolitical implications thereof, not to mention the bad writing. But I don't hate the overall show. I don't feel anything for it, and this used to be one of my favorites.

That's okay, though. Sleepy Hollow continues to amuse me week after week, Almost Human is HYSTERICAL and fairly boilerplate procedural but still hysterical, which seems to be a theme this new-show-season. Nothing new or groundbreaking or innovative or twisty, but oh my god everyone with the witticisms from the writers and the chemistry from the actors. And I'm starting to really like Agents of SHIELD now that everyone's got some characterization. Despite certain deeply problematic elements that make me go "Guys. You GUYS." I won't be pushing this show on anyone? But I won't apologize for watching and enjoying it either.

I feel like I should keep a running tally of my projects or something. Pouches are coming along slowly because I haven't quite figured out the technique of putting designs on things apart from freehanding. Stencils failed miserably, next up is carved stamps, which will work as soon as I figure out this whole pencil to paper to transfer of graphite thing. Curtains are on hold till this weekend when I rearrange the craft room. Shirts are on hold till same or till I give up and move everything downstairs.

Writing will continue as soon as I get all this shit shoved out the door at work. Which shouldn't take too long once I stop babbling at y'all and get to it! I will not do the organized December talky talk meme because I am bad at remembering memes, but feel free to ask me something you want me to talk about at length, and I will.

( Gaeilge )

Well that's going to need some more work.

I have no idea what's wrong with me this morning but I suspect it has to do with a lack of sleep. Somehow over the weekend, probably due to excessive naps on the couch of soporific, my sleep schedule got really royally fucked. Well, excessive naps and being woken up at Stupid O'Clock by the boy's inability to sleep. But at least he brought me donuts.

The upshot of it all is that I still don't feel rested, have massive amounts of Do Not Want, barely got exercises done this morning, and ugh. Just, ugh.

I did, at least, get to watch the first episode of The Following and a couple episodes of Ripper Street. I quite enjoy Ripper Street! And Jerome Flynn is now on my list of Brits I would like to cuddle. Which is kind of hilarious considering I was first introduced to him as Bronn in Game of Thrones (think: hard-bitten mercenary with few scruples, but disturbingly charming) and now he's all rough-around-the-edges gentlemanly and almost cuddly. Certainly more sensitive than Bronn. Anyway, that happened, and The Following was decent, pretty boilerplate with a lot of the horror devices and if I have to hear one more of the top three Poe poems/stories again I will scream. Particularly the Raven. But the fun part is the serial killer in question is basically living out a fantasy of being in a work of fiction, so I can fantasize about slapping him with a sack full of writing books and going you are the most cliche'd villain in the history of ever! Just to piss him off. I enjoyed The Following! I would love to Murderboard it if life would back the fuck off and give us space. But oh my god, sack full of books.

Other than that, um. Didn't get at least one chunk of stuff I wanted to do on the weekend done owing to no groceries appearing and it's too fucking cold to walk down and get the essentials myself. But at least I got some rest. Now if I can just stop feeling guilty for needing rest, that'd be fantastic, thanks. Also Person of Interest has finally swallowed me whole and now I want all the Reese/Carter or Reese/Morgan-having-inadvisable-sex fic ever. ALL OF IT. GIVE TO ZIM.