Second verse, same as the first
Seems I post often late at night when I should be asleep. Today my hours are all messed up.
I slept too late, got eight hours of work into transcription, with today brought me up to fifty-two pages. I still have three articles, the one started text and the unstarted text. This is starting to look like its going to gargantuan once I beginning actually writing it (which I hope to start bright and early Thursday morning *crosses her fingers*). Meals were at odd hours.
I inundated myself with the last few episodes of season three Beauty and the Beast while cooking and finishing up my full_moon_swaps interview questions.
I have to say, being ten years too late to tell the B&B fandom then, that I really don't see the big issues they have. Sure, Diana looks often like she was nonchalant and stoned (Catherine had her own not so awesome acting moments. Often. Wait. Is this how Bella was supposed to look often???). Sure, she's the replacement main female lead. Sure, the Gabriel-baby-Diana storyline is worse than the Lockley-B5 introduction but its passable as sudden whirlwind of the female lead quitting go. But really I do not see any Vincent/Diana anywhere, unless you make my squint really hard at the very last three minutes of the last season three ep. Diana is to Vincent how Martha is to The Doctor is Season Three. Which really actually sums up my whole thoughts on her/him/them.
I'm rambling because I'm waiting for my skin to cool. I took a shower for the first time in longer than you want to know I went without one, which meant getting to give my skin a good salt rub in the shower and cool whip buffing outside of the shower. Regardless, there are still whole sections of my skin that hate me for the abrasiveness of salt. Oh, sensitive skin, I promise I love you. I just like you exfoliated every once in a while, too. You will be happy, smooth and glowy tomorrow, once you stop being red and annoyed tonight.
Tomorrow will be moving My Girl to her new apartment, which starts in very few hours, and finishing transcription.
I'm going to check my filters and crawl in bed.
I slept too late, got eight hours of work into transcription, with today brought me up to fifty-two pages. I still have three articles, the one started text and the unstarted text. This is starting to look like its going to gargantuan once I beginning actually writing it (which I hope to start bright and early Thursday morning *crosses her fingers*). Meals were at odd hours.
I inundated myself with the last few episodes of season three Beauty and the Beast while cooking and finishing up my full_moon_swaps interview questions.
I have to say, being ten years too late to tell the B&B fandom then, that I really don't see the big issues they have. Sure, Diana looks often like she was nonchalant and stoned (Catherine had her own not so awesome acting moments. Often. Wait. Is this how Bella was supposed to look often???). Sure, she's the replacement main female lead. Sure, the Gabriel-baby-Diana storyline is worse than the Lockley-B5 introduction but its passable as sudden whirlwind of the female lead quitting go. But really I do not see any Vincent/Diana anywhere, unless you make my squint really hard at the very last three minutes of the last season three ep. Diana is to Vincent how Martha is to The Doctor is Season Three. Which really actually sums up my whole thoughts on her/him/them.
I'm rambling because I'm waiting for my skin to cool. I took a shower for the first time in longer than you want to know I went without one, which meant getting to give my skin a good salt rub in the shower and cool whip buffing outside of the shower. Regardless, there are still whole sections of my skin that hate me for the abrasiveness of salt. Oh, sensitive skin, I promise I love you. I just like you exfoliated every once in a while, too. You will be happy, smooth and glowy tomorrow, once you stop being red and annoyed tonight.
Tomorrow will be moving My Girl to her new apartment, which starts in very few hours, and finishing transcription.
I'm going to check my filters and crawl in bed.