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I'm doing something wrong with my life. A lot of somethings (obviously), and hopefully some of that will change, because I'm going to see a therapist recommended by my aunt on Wednesday (::deep breath:: There, I said it; more later.), but this specific something where I always think I have too little time for myself, the things I want to do, and when I have a week off, I somehow manage to absolutely squander it, doing near to nothing except stare at the computer screen for much too long, clicking around from link to link.
Although watching all 13 episodes of Torchwood online wasn't the worst waste of time, because I actually enjoyed it a lot, more than I've enjoyed any tv show for quite a while. So perhaps it's not the best show ever, and not all that original, and perhaps I'd have liked the characterisation to move a little slower/more nuanced in some cases, more exploration in the way a 22 episode season allows (like - and I'm aware they were probably going for let's just do it rather than make an issue out of it and talk it to death and the effect of the kiss in the finale, but still - how Jack and Ianto went from 'Execute her, or I'll execute you both' and 'You're the biggest monster of all' to sleeping together in five easy steps the space of four episodes), but it's got often strikingly effective images, plus a pterodactyl, humour, big drama, plenty of utter heartbreak moments, hard moral decisions, and most importantly it works for me on emotional level, and when a show manages to do that, I can easily ignore or forget details I might have been tempted to become nit-picky about otherwise; Indeed I liked the more quiet, emotion driven episodes better than e.g. the gory X-Filesque Countricide. The characters are all interestingly flawed and human, and I absolutely fell in love with all of them. Yes, Owen can be an ass. Often is. But he still makes for an interesting character (Ghost Machine), and Out of Time was heart-breaking.
Speaking of which (episode-wise), I like it when a show manages to surprise me, and Jack ultimately agreeing with John's decision to commit suicide in Out of Time, rather than talking him out of it, sitting in the car with him, holding his hand, comforting him... that was unexpected, especially given the premise that the show has pretty much established that there is nothing after death, or at least nothing pleasant.
In conclusion, ::squee!::
I'm not (not! really, really not!) going to spend this amount of money on dvds for a series I've already watched, in quite good quality, too, except for that one episode. Focus, woman. Think digital camera. But I'm sorely tempted.
::sigh::
I should have been studying Spanish instead of typing this - at a half-dead snail's pace, I might add; I haven't opened the book since last Thursday. Practice belly dancing, read & be inspired by a book, anything. I'm kind of tired getting enthusiastic about fictional people and their emotional dramas, however much another part of me loves it. Where's this elusive 'life' I tell myself I should be getting, but don't even know how to reach for? It's past 1 am again, I should be getting some sleep, especially since I've somehow (the orange? but I have to start eating normal again some time...) managed to upset my stomach again during the last couple of days, and god, is this ever getting annoying... Anyway. No sleeping until 11 like last week.