Saturday randomness
So I'm changing jobs (getting transferred to a much bigger library within my library system) a week from Monday. I don't really know which department I'm going to or exactly what I'll be doing or what my work schedule will be. And because the universe is full of wacky random convergences, on the same day I found out about the job transfer, I also found an apartment I wanted to move to in a very different neighborhood from where I presently live. So three weeks after I change jobs I'll be moving. Happily the new place will be exceedingly convenient for the new job! And, uh, at least I'm not changing states and time zones like I did the last time I got a new place and new job all at once. Also, hiring movers.
Anyway. There has not been a lot of writing getting done in these parts. I am developing an intense relationship--like unto a couple in a movie who meet on an ordinary day and then sixteen huge explosions later are in love for the rest of their lives--with Unfuck Your Habitat, so lots of things are getting thrown away, donated, and tidied up, which is very satisfying and sort of reassuring in the way that covering one's windows with plywood and laying in many gallons of water is reassuring.
Plus, today on UFYH I saw this gif:
And, realizing the double-Scottish adorability bound to result from Karen Gillan being interviewed by Craig Ferguson, I went and looked for the clip. I wound up watching this one, instead:
...From which I conclude that Karen Gillan, when not being Amy Pond, has not quite got the hang of a) staying upright or b) being interviewed. Which is sort of adorable in its own way, but not entirely what I expected.
Unrelated to any of the above, after eight episodes of watching them be bestest partners (well, okay, like, six episodes of bestest partners and an episode and a half of MISERY), this week toward the end of Southland I was suddenly beset by the desire for Sammy/Ben. It seemed almost plausible during one three-second pause in a conversation, and then it went away.
I just thought you should know.
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Anyway. There has not been a lot of writing getting done in these parts. I am developing an intense relationship--like unto a couple in a movie who meet on an ordinary day and then sixteen huge explosions later are in love for the rest of their lives--with Unfuck Your Habitat, so lots of things are getting thrown away, donated, and tidied up, which is very satisfying and sort of reassuring in the way that covering one's windows with plywood and laying in many gallons of water is reassuring.
Plus, today on UFYH I saw this gif:
And, realizing the double-Scottish adorability bound to result from Karen Gillan being interviewed by Craig Ferguson, I went and looked for the clip. I wound up watching this one, instead:
Click to view...From which I conclude that Karen Gillan, when not being Amy Pond, has not quite got the hang of a) staying upright or b) being interviewed. Which is sort of adorable in its own way, but not entirely what I expected.
Unrelated to any of the above, after eight episodes of watching them be bestest partners (well, okay, like, six episodes of bestest partners and an episode and a half of MISERY), this week toward the end of Southland I was suddenly beset by the desire for Sammy/Ben. It seemed almost plausible during one three-second pause in a conversation, and then it went away.
I just thought you should know.
This entry was originally posted at http://dira.dreamwidth.org/609549.html. There are currently
comments there.