Yesterday felt like the day Patty and I never quite woke up. We both got done what we needed to do and not much more, and I assume it's from the whole walking and sun thing on Saturday. Annoyingly, I still feel a bit like that today, which is no good as I have an important audition.
I scraped through this round of WIAD by the skin of my teeth.
Anyone having problems with the most recent Blackberry software update? When I try to send outgoing gmail now, it just sort of sits there in the open message window. Is there a way to reboot or something?
I am struck, watching Angel, how drawn we (we, audiences? we, fandom? I am not sure) are to narratives of becoming. It's why Wesley's arc is so fucking satisfying. It's why the Snape arc fizzles in the 7th HP book (in book 4 and book 6 he steps up into more and frightening things merely hinted at... in book 7, snake bubble to the head and a discovery that he's solely living in the past) and it's why Ianto's death is such a fucking punch -- there was transformation and now we're never going to see into what.
So I sort of get the impression that Wesley and Lilah are actually quite fond of each other. I'm oddly charmed. OMG with the phone sex. Also, damn does Alexis Denisof have a fine body. I think those things a lot, but I don't say them because it's a little boring and a little weird, but damn.
And thank crap we got Lorne back. Am concerned about the Cordy amnesia plot.