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Another picture from yesterday's (very peaceful and relaxing, not counting the wild pigs that tend to freak me out a bit, for which I totally blame all those fatal boar hunts in Greek mythology) evening walk in the Lainzer Tiergarten...
Had my hair cut today, as in, it's now shorter than it's been in some 36 years or so, as in, I'll have to remember using sunscreen on the back of my neck now for the first time in my life; diagonal fringe, very short everywhere else. I'm so pleased with it I actually tried to take a picture, but I looked completely psychotic on each and everyone of them.
Also rewatched CoE over the last weekend, and what really struck me once again, especially now that I deliberately shifted the focus away from the relationship angle, is the sheer (I still don't have a better word for it) Greek tragedy quality of Day Five especially. They all doom themselves. Jack of course, Ianto, who insists on doing the right thing, Alice, who worried about the state of the world when 90% just look away, Frobisher, who in the beginning was vain enough to be proud that he was being trusted with all this. And then in the end there are the three unlikely heroes who saved the world, Jack, who did something terrible trying to make amends for something worse, Johnson, who believed she was protecting the state by murdering people, and Dekker, the evil spirit in the background who always survived by standing back. Day Four I can deal with, but Day Five... it's still almost impossible to adequately put it into words.
Had my hair cut today, as in, it's now shorter than it's been in some 36 years or so, as in, I'll have to remember using sunscreen on the back of my neck now for the first time in my life; diagonal fringe, very short everywhere else. I'm so pleased with it I actually tried to take a picture, but I looked completely psychotic on each and everyone of them.
Also rewatched CoE over the last weekend, and what really struck me once again, especially now that I deliberately shifted the focus away from the relationship angle, is the sheer (I still don't have a better word for it) Greek tragedy quality of Day Five especially. They all doom themselves. Jack of course, Ianto, who insists on doing the right thing, Alice, who worried about the state of the world when 90% just look away, Frobisher, who in the beginning was vain enough to be proud that he was being trusted with all this. And then in the end there are the three unlikely heroes who saved the world, Jack, who did something terrible trying to make amends for something worse, Johnson, who believed she was protecting the state by murdering people, and Dekker, the evil spirit in the background who always survived by standing back. Day Four I can deal with, but Day Five... it's still almost impossible to adequately put it into words.