This ain’t a fairytale…
Dear god I am so, so behind in my internet life - have once again gotten to the point where it seems insurmountable for me to catch up and so I am reduced to my hallmark traits of denial and avoidance.
Ok so on to things in my life that I need to talk about ….
Concert world
Went to Taylor Swift this week. It was me, LTC, FFMs wife, about a million screaming tweens and no Kayne. I have to say that, a few sound mixing problems aside, she was pretty impressive (well in the singing bits - the talking bits were a little too scripted (and not in a good clunky trunk moment kinda way)) but it didn’t matter cause she certainly knows how to work a room of tween girls and hormonal boys (especially the dude in front of us who could not get over the fact that he had touched Taylor when she walked through the crowd - he wasn’t really swimming in the deep end of the gene pool, for a while he couldn’t work out why she wasn’t on stage and then had a huge realisation that maybe she was having a costume change). I am started to suspect that her hair has magical powers and feel the need to grow mine. I had no jealously of the randoms that got the plectrums that she threw into the crowd but some little girl got the circlet that Taylor had around her hair at the end of Love Story and I was so ready to throw down with that kid in the parking lot - I totally could have taken her. The little video asides were surprisingly witty - especially the appearance of Mr Faith Hill talking about how he led this quiet life and then she wrote a song about him and now people won’t leave him alone. I didn’t really understand the whole weird drum dancing bit and while I didn’t scream when the images of the shirtless werewolf appeared on the screen I did get to amuse myself with the fact that it reminded me of Kevin (not Ares) Smith twittering about taking his daughter to New Moon and how Tween girls get shit done. I adored the ending of Should’ve Said No with the words appearing in the water so, so much. In short I would totally go and see her again and if she wasn’t so young I would have a little crushlet going right now.
Tv World
Have spent the week watching season one of In Treatment. Firstly I want to be clear that I think it is an amazing piece of TV but it has totally given me an existential crisis. It was like when I read Gabbard and had this horrible feeling that we are all sponges who only use people for the transference and countertranference and no relationships of any sort are actually real. Enough of my neuroses and onto the show. I have gotta say that my moment of the show goes to Josh Charles when he is taking about how impressed he is with how well he is handling the situation and wants to know if anyone else is as impressed with him as he with himself - hee. I have also gotta say that I remember when it seemed that everyone under the sun got nominations for this show and I have to put on record that I think Michelle Forbes was robbed - she so should have gotten recognised for just how amazing she was in the role (small though it may be). I am not at all sure that I would go and see Paul for therapy, Gina maybe but not Paul.
I have now also completely gutted myself by watching the first two eps of season four of Skins. Well let’s face it was episode two that gutted me. I feel so sorry for Emily right now. I thought they had managed to unbreak my heart just a little but then the preview for next week has Naomi kissing Cook. They better earn that moment and not just make me hate Naomi. I guess I just have to keep reminding myself that they are just children and that I can’t expect long term relationships for them but it would have been nice to see Naomi and Emily get to be open and happy for a little longer than they let us. This series may well kill me.
I am also having a crisis over the end of Dollhouse. A much more self-centred and ducks in a row kind of crisis cause it’s all about the fact that I want to write fic. I need to sit down with Joss and have him explain to me whether Epitaph One and Epitaph Two take place in the same universe cause there are events in season two that make scenes in Epitaph One impossible so now I have no idea if it was Whiskey who led them to Safe Haven or not. I don’t know whether the Epitaph eps are meant to be viewed separately to the rest of the series - I don’t think that’s the case but am I meant to believe that these vastly similar futures both take place whether or not they learn who the head of Rossum is cause they certainly didn’t know it in Epitaph one. It is driving me nuts!!!!!!!!! I am also annoyed that Saunders wasn’t in the final - I know Amy Acker had two kick arse eps before this and her arc was not necessary in the finale but I have fic to write here people, throw me a fricken bone cause I am so confused.
And in final news that is blowing my mind I have just realised that Dave Foley was not always the host of Celebrity Poker Showdown. Up is down. Black is white. My universe makes no sense.
Ok so on to things in my life that I need to talk about ….
Concert world
Went to Taylor Swift this week. It was me, LTC, FFMs wife, about a million screaming tweens and no Kayne. I have to say that, a few sound mixing problems aside, she was pretty impressive (well in the singing bits - the talking bits were a little too scripted (and not in a good clunky trunk moment kinda way)) but it didn’t matter cause she certainly knows how to work a room of tween girls and hormonal boys (especially the dude in front of us who could not get over the fact that he had touched Taylor when she walked through the crowd - he wasn’t really swimming in the deep end of the gene pool, for a while he couldn’t work out why she wasn’t on stage and then had a huge realisation that maybe she was having a costume change). I am started to suspect that her hair has magical powers and feel the need to grow mine. I had no jealously of the randoms that got the plectrums that she threw into the crowd but some little girl got the circlet that Taylor had around her hair at the end of Love Story and I was so ready to throw down with that kid in the parking lot - I totally could have taken her. The little video asides were surprisingly witty - especially the appearance of Mr Faith Hill talking about how he led this quiet life and then she wrote a song about him and now people won’t leave him alone. I didn’t really understand the whole weird drum dancing bit and while I didn’t scream when the images of the shirtless werewolf appeared on the screen I did get to amuse myself with the fact that it reminded me of Kevin (not Ares) Smith twittering about taking his daughter to New Moon and how Tween girls get shit done. I adored the ending of Should’ve Said No with the words appearing in the water so, so much. In short I would totally go and see her again and if she wasn’t so young I would have a little crushlet going right now.
Tv World
Have spent the week watching season one of In Treatment. Firstly I want to be clear that I think it is an amazing piece of TV but it has totally given me an existential crisis. It was like when I read Gabbard and had this horrible feeling that we are all sponges who only use people for the transference and countertranference and no relationships of any sort are actually real. Enough of my neuroses and onto the show. I have gotta say that my moment of the show goes to Josh Charles when he is taking about how impressed he is with how well he is handling the situation and wants to know if anyone else is as impressed with him as he with himself - hee. I have also gotta say that I remember when it seemed that everyone under the sun got nominations for this show and I have to put on record that I think Michelle Forbes was robbed - she so should have gotten recognised for just how amazing she was in the role (small though it may be). I am not at all sure that I would go and see Paul for therapy, Gina maybe but not Paul.
I have now also completely gutted myself by watching the first two eps of season four of Skins. Well let’s face it was episode two that gutted me. I feel so sorry for Emily right now. I thought they had managed to unbreak my heart just a little but then the preview for next week has Naomi kissing Cook. They better earn that moment and not just make me hate Naomi. I guess I just have to keep reminding myself that they are just children and that I can’t expect long term relationships for them but it would have been nice to see Naomi and Emily get to be open and happy for a little longer than they let us. This series may well kill me.
I am also having a crisis over the end of Dollhouse. A much more self-centred and ducks in a row kind of crisis cause it’s all about the fact that I want to write fic. I need to sit down with Joss and have him explain to me whether Epitaph One and Epitaph Two take place in the same universe cause there are events in season two that make scenes in Epitaph One impossible so now I have no idea if it was Whiskey who led them to Safe Haven or not. I don’t know whether the Epitaph eps are meant to be viewed separately to the rest of the series - I don’t think that’s the case but am I meant to believe that these vastly similar futures both take place whether or not they learn who the head of Rossum is cause they certainly didn’t know it in Epitaph one. It is driving me nuts!!!!!!!!! I am also annoyed that Saunders wasn’t in the final - I know Amy Acker had two kick arse eps before this and her arc was not necessary in the finale but I have fic to write here people, throw me a fricken bone cause I am so confused.
And in final news that is blowing my mind I have just realised that Dave Foley was not always the host of Celebrity Poker Showdown. Up is down. Black is white. My universe makes no sense.