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Well, fuck, it's started snowing again! 0_o I mean, wha--?!
I finished my fourth consecutive morning shift at work today. After 4 days, doing the same high food-prep levels over and over gets a little tiring and repetitive (plus, I was doing a two-person job on my own on today's shift so I had to keep my mind of my jobs. I didn't even go for a single break!). But those extra shifts I've done have earned me 37 hours of work this week! W00t! And we might be getting our monthly bonus this week, too, which will surely mean I've made over £200 - excellent stuff!
I've got to go back to uni tomorrow though... and I don't want to. I'd like a day off, a day of nothingness, but... I can't. (I just wanna go to Australia *now*, really.)
Doctor Who was unsurprisingly mediocre yesterday. Not in a bad way - it was fair-to-decent entertainment and carried that very typical "feel" of what is the David Tennant-era of Who - and Catherine Tate didn't annoy me (she's a far better actress than Freema Agyeman as well. Nothing against Freema, but after seeing her in Torchwood a few weeks ago, I realised how outclassed she was by the other, more capable actors.) The little adipose monsters were rather cute, too, but in the end, the episode was unremarkable and basically silly nonsense. I like a bigger sense of peril, a bigger sense of "OMG!", and (back to playing my old record again) Christopher Eccleston's angst!Lord in my Who. I get most of that from Torchwood now, which is probably why I prefer that to Who at present. Captain Jack Harkness is my idea of a leading male character, and whatever Catherine Tate's character said to the Doctor, about him being thin and unattractive, pretty much sums up my opinion of David Tennant. I've never seen him as pin-up material... not in my bedroom. (And he's a little too "in-yer-face" all the time, too.)
Give me Eccleston or Barrowman any day. :D
The one thing that surprised me was the early re-appearance of Rose. Bringing her back will, in a way, totally nullify the effect of the S2 finale because that stressed that she and the Doctor could never meet again, and now they clearly will. That cries a bit of storyline desperation - but I'm, nevertheless, intrigued enough to keep watching the series. (Which is perhaps what the Who team wanted.) They just better give the Daleks a decent storyline this year if they insist on using them *again*, and I'm hoping Steven Moffat keeps up his winning streak and delivers another of his fabulous episodes.
And you know the Walsibeth fic I promised ages ago? It's evolved into something far too complicated and far-fetched. I will share it once I've curbed its tendency to ramble, but I am pleased with some of it. It's definitely very far from reality but it's been a lot of fun to write!
I finished my fourth consecutive morning shift at work today. After 4 days, doing the same high food-prep levels over and over gets a little tiring and repetitive (plus, I was doing a two-person job on my own on today's shift so I had to keep my mind of my jobs. I didn't even go for a single break!). But those extra shifts I've done have earned me 37 hours of work this week! W00t! And we might be getting our monthly bonus this week, too, which will surely mean I've made over £200 - excellent stuff!
I've got to go back to uni tomorrow though... and I don't want to. I'd like a day off, a day of nothingness, but... I can't. (I just wanna go to Australia *now*, really.)
Doctor Who was unsurprisingly mediocre yesterday. Not in a bad way - it was fair-to-decent entertainment and carried that very typical "feel" of what is the David Tennant-era of Who - and Catherine Tate didn't annoy me (she's a far better actress than Freema Agyeman as well. Nothing against Freema, but after seeing her in Torchwood a few weeks ago, I realised how outclassed she was by the other, more capable actors.) The little adipose monsters were rather cute, too, but in the end, the episode was unremarkable and basically silly nonsense. I like a bigger sense of peril, a bigger sense of "OMG!", and (back to playing my old record again) Christopher Eccleston's angst!Lord in my Who. I get most of that from Torchwood now, which is probably why I prefer that to Who at present. Captain Jack Harkness is my idea of a leading male character, and whatever Catherine Tate's character said to the Doctor, about him being thin and unattractive, pretty much sums up my opinion of David Tennant. I've never seen him as pin-up material... not in my bedroom. (And he's a little too "in-yer-face" all the time, too.)
Give me Eccleston or Barrowman any day. :D
The one thing that surprised me was the early re-appearance of Rose. Bringing her back will, in a way, totally nullify the effect of the S2 finale because that stressed that she and the Doctor could never meet again, and now they clearly will. That cries a bit of storyline desperation - but I'm, nevertheless, intrigued enough to keep watching the series. (Which is perhaps what the Who team wanted.) They just better give the Daleks a decent storyline this year if they insist on using them *again*, and I'm hoping Steven Moffat keeps up his winning streak and delivers another of his fabulous episodes.
And you know the Walsibeth fic I promised ages ago? It's evolved into something far too complicated and far-fetched. I will share it once I've curbed its tendency to ramble, but I am pleased with some of it. It's definitely very far from reality but it's been a lot of fun to write!