Today I rehoused the frogs - happy fish gets its own tank and is happy - waited and waited for Torchwood, set up two products on the shop site, waited and waited some more, cooked a stir fry, watched Torchwood and that's about it. Oh, and arranged an interview with someone who wants me to look after their kids, hoover and iron. I lied about my skills. I have literally no idea how to iron.

Torchwood is just... everything you want from it this year. It's stepped up all the gears. It's loosed all the cannons. It's taken so many levels in awesome I've lost track. I may be in love with Gwen, which is so weird. Ianto goes without saying. Jack is not in it nearly enough, and is sort of losing me love-wise, because he's acting so strangely, but I am optimistic for an explaination or at least a depth of flawedness.

( Spoilers for CoE: Episode 3 )

Tomorrow, I am making pottery and delivering vol au vents. Who says life is boring?

I'm not atually dead! Let me get some stuff sorted out and maybe I can oull this shit together again...

ETA: I'm watching some 3am rerun show called The Wonder Years. What is it? It is strangely soothing. And adorable. That kid is too good looking to be anything other than popular in junior high.

Also ads for The Forsythe Saga are reminding me of my strange crush on That Lady Who Is In Stuff, You Know, With The Face when I was a kid, which I aquired from the adverts in the 90s...

Oh... and Torchwood is amazing.

Whoops! Sorry, LJ! Hiatus caused by:

1) Lack of internet connection for an extended period of time
2) Being in NEW ZEALAND for two weeks
3) Moving house
4) Final courseword deadlines (ALL of them AT ONCE)
5) Embarrassment

In other news:

I have recieved my TARDIS Big Bang assignment! And it is fucking awesome in every way.

It is my mum's birthday today, and we are going to see STAR TREK and OMG SO EXCITED

Fast and Furious was amazing. Vin Diesel wins all my babies (after Wes Anderson is done with them)

... my mother still had nine hours of labour to get through!

Later, it will be MY BIRTHDAY :D

Quick Note: Virgin is a cruel, cruel company and has shut off our internet connection for the minor crime of forgetting to pay for it (and they then charge extra for the late payment and a re-connection fee).

Which is why I'm rather not here at the moment, because when I can get to the internet I mostly am working or organising my super uber pirate party!

So... Will reply to comments when I can :D

This icon is almost completely relevant.

Somehow, in the next three weeks, I have to conjure up 15500 words, in essays, prose fiction, script and songs.

During that time, I also have to turn 21, have a massie party, move house, raise money and apply or my volunteer work, pack for a trip to New Zealand, and contend with my duelling parents by attending everything family-orientated (and it's March, so that's every weekend).

I need help.

And right now... I'm blocked :(

This is it! The end of the line! The final part of my screencap reviews for Being Human! I know, I suggested that it would be up on Saturday, and it is in fact nearly Tuesday, but events have conspired against me, I'm sorry! Hope you enjoy it :D

As ever, the un-scribbled caps are linked at the bottom of the post :D

Preview:




( PART ONE ) ( PART TWO )

Blackfriars bridge is fucking windy. And oh my god so cold! I was wearing a knee-length pleated skirt and no coat. Do the maths.

I wasn't there long enough to do anything but hide in an alcove and take a couple of photos, and then I rushed home to watch myself lose a computer on Ebay :(

Spent loads of time in the London Transport Museum, though! I've fallen completely in love with a horse-drawn tram, and will have to devote an entire chapter to it in the novel.

I called my mother and said: 'Guess what! I went to the London Transport Museum!' and she said: 'But... Why?'

One last thing: I just wandered over to BBC iPlayer to make Part Two of my screencap review of Being Human episode six, and all the episodes are gone. So, now I have to wait freakin ages for a dowload D:

The book is set in London, the city in which I live. Now, I am a terrible geographer. I couldn't point out Yorkshire on a map to save my life, which I know is failtastic. I can't tell you where Hampstead Heath is or whether Peckham is North or South of the River. The less said about my ignorance of local streets in all the places I have ever lived the better...

Not very helpful when you're trying to set a book in a real place. Especially when you are ignorant enough of London to have no idea where to set it: until five minutes ago, all I knew is that one of the characters is a mudlark, and his father works in some sort of dockyard facility. The river has to be quite close and it can't be too far away from Regent's Park. Oh, and it has to be a really, really rough area.

So, thank you google maps :D Research has led me to believe that mudlarks were extremely common around Blackfriars bridge. Docklands were pretty ubiquitous in the East End, but the Isle of Dogs has some pretty interesting history. Whitechapel is roughly halfway between them, and within striking distance of Regent's Park if you had transport and a pretty pressing reason to be there. And it's Jack the Ripper territory, so pretty rough I should think, hurrah! Solved! Maybe.

Therefore, tomorrow I shall investigate Whitechapel! With a notebook in hand and a camera at the ready :)

And I think the London Museum of Transport too. Did they have trams already by then? Any Underground yet? Were boats used in crossing the river, and what about buses? Research is so so much fun :D

I'm researching for the novel I'm writing for my novel-writing class, though maybe also for irl - it's about a little mixed-race girl in 1870s London, who decides she wants to be a piate and takes to the Thames in search of plunder.

Now, I know a fair bit about Victorian London, but it's the specific things that are the killer, like whether or not piracy as a genre was in or out of fashion in the 1870s, how much money a family with nine children would need to feed themselves, or whether people could afford to paint their houses different colours. What were the dockyards actually like, and could children sneak into them? What streets did one travel to get from the East End to a spot good enough for Mudlarking? Can I set the story in a tenement lodgings house and realistically avoid mentioning prostituion? And so on.

The less said about my knowledge of boats then or now the better. I mean, what made boats in those days go? Could a band of seven or eight children actualy get to the moorings, detach a boat, and make it move fast enough to attack another ship? How quickly would the river police be on their tail? Were there river police? How many boats would there be on the water anyway?

Argh. All I have managed to find out so far is that there is such a thing as Yoga Piracy. It's what the yoga fandom wanks about.

The first part of the final episode! Hurrah! A screencap review featuring INURFACEANNIE!, George's animal magnetism, and already having the dead. Hope you enjoy it!

All caps without my comments are availiable in the photobucket album linked at the end of the post :D

Preview:

 

( PART ONE )
 
( PART TWO )

OMG I HAVE BOUGHT THE BEST STICKERS EVER

These are totally going on my new laptop! They are children's computer keyboard stickers from Wilkinsons and they are completely surreal. For the letters there are just pictures of things that begin with the letter (with the exception of I, which is a... fly). The others, though... I can't decide which is my favourite, so let me give an enlightening selection:

F6 - a screaming duck clutching at its genitals (WTF)
F11 - a stingray exploding and looking bemused about it
¬ - a very morose fish
6 - a boxing, balding spider
7 - a fox in a dress with a basket of apples
: - a startled horse (This one is actually easily my favourite :D )
C - a cat milking a sly-looking cow
Insert - four pumpkins and two sheaves of corn
F12 - a horrified elephant
Scroll lock - an injured fish wearing sunglasses
# - 'HORSE' (I have no idea either.)
Home - a leering hippo with a pimp cane.

There are also large versions of a few, including (hurrah!) the startled horse, the morose fish and the leering pimp-cane toting hippo.

Who drew all these pictures?

33 Half Moon Investigations icons, all from episode one, Red Moon Rising. I can make them, because I'm up to date with my homework! *squashes novel-writing assignment* Red makes the most beautiful icons, *sigh*

Preview:



10 x Half Moon
9 x Red
1 x Herod <3
5 x Mia
3 x Red/Moon
5 x Random 

 ( Bernstein Acadamy Private Investigator )

I want to make icons. Why won't MSpaint open? The computer just goes doop and it won't open. No error message, nothing.

...Yes, I use MSpaint. Its cropping tool is marvellously simple compared to a lot of more sophisticated pograms. I generally use a combination of MSpaint (cropping an image into a square and adding text) and MSWord 2000 (re-sizing and basic contrast/brightness fixing) - and often the Gimp 2.2 (layer work and doodling). The above Half Moon is an example of using all three :D

So yeah, no icons today!

Damn! I said this would be up yesterday, and it isn't. But I haven't slept since yesterday, so perhaps it still counts?

Here is the second half of my screencaps review of episode five :D As before, silliness and speculation abound, alongside slight shipperness and somewhat serious satire (of a sort). As before, also - all the screencaps without my scrawlings can be found in the photobcket album linked at the end of the post :D

Preview:



( PART ONE ) - ( PART TWO )

*stares into empty jar*

...

Oh yes. That's why I don't buy Nutella. Becase I can't stop myself from eating it. All of it. At once. With what ever is nearest. My finger. A straw. Chopsticks.

Well. There goes the diet in one fell swoop.

For those who enjoyed the last one, I wrote another screencap review. It was much more fun than it should have been. Here is part one, part two is waiting for me to have a little more time on my hands :D

Want the caps without my comments? There's a link to my photobucket album at the end of the post, like last time. Enjoy!

Preview:


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( PART TWO )

( PART ONE )

Earlier I rode the tube wearing a collander I found as a hat. Quietly, while reading. By myself.

Right now I am drinking Nutella from the jar with a straw. Quietly, while reading. By myself.

...

I feel that further analysis of these two facts would damaging.

Needless to say, I am ignoring the signs.