Saturday.

Aug. 17th, 2013 09:01 pm
splodgenoodles: (The delinquent daisy)
Watching: Cold Comfort Farm, about half way through. It's cute but I got distracted by dishes. Which I guess means that cute does not equal compelling.

Reading: that biography of Elisabeth Vigee LeBrun. Prior to French revolution, she made a lot of money as a portaitist, but as the earnings of women belonged to their husbands, she was screwed. On the plus side, when she fled France (just in the nick of time, given her friendship with Marie Antoinnette) she left him behind and supported herself as a working artist to the aristocracy elsewhere in Europe. He divorced her a couple of years later because her emigre status put him at risk. (He was no revolutionary, just an everyday pragmatist). Also, you do see that gender and class warfare don't necessarily go hand in hand. hmm.

Listening: The Stone Roses just then. And now Psy because Gangnam Style still kicks arse. Earlier today: Breeders, Nirvana, Flaming Lips who are kind of dull, Depeche Mode again. Oooh, and now I'm up to The Riptides. I love my youtube playlist.

Sucking: nicabate lozenge, because cock is so last year.





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Crip_crit!

May. 7th, 2010 06:06 pm
splodgenoodles: (Default)
*looks pointedly at [livejournal.com profile] bookgirlwa*

crip_crit

Already it's adding things to my read/re-read/watch list, dammit!

Crip_crit!

May. 7th, 2010 06:06 pm
splodgenoodles: (Default)
*looks pointedly at [livejournal.com profile] bookgirlwa*

crip_crit

Already it's adding things to my read/re-read/watch list, dammit!
splodgenoodles: (Lock stock stoner eyes)
The good people at Quickflix are looking out for us.

At the moment, our subscription is for two DVDs a time.

In the queue, at the top, we have Oz. That's the hideously violent, R-rated HBO production set in a prison. People get stabbed, raped, beaten, abused, murdered and emotionally scarred for life at every turn. Oz is the reason I am now compulsively reading The Wombles at bedtime.

But back to the Quickflix queue: second from Oz at the top, we have Oz.

Some more Oz after that.

We've been getting quite into Oz lately.

Then it's Oz Oz Oz Oz, all the way down.

We don't like to do things by halves around here.

Somewhere below sea level, we run out of Oz because there is no more Oz to be had, they stopped making it after six seasons. Down there, where we generally don't bother venturing because we can't see beyond the world we've been absorbed into, are various other things that I guess we will contemplate once the nightmare of Em City has drawn to it's no doubt disturbing conclusion.

Point being, all we really want to do at the moment is plough through Oz.

But I can't help noticing (well how could I not notice?) that they keep sending us one Oz DVD, and one DVD from Carl Sagan's Cosmos, which is one of the things from somewhere below sea level.

I think someone there is worried about us watching so much violence on the telly. This is very thoughtful, it makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside, but I am thinking of emailing them to explain that I have got The Wombles for bedtime reading and that 10B is beyond saving anyway, so could they please stop with the concern for our sanity and wellbeing and just hurry up and send us more Oz.
splodgenoodles: (Lock stock stoner eyes)
The good people at Quickflix are looking out for us.

At the moment, our subscription is for two DVDs a time.

In the queue, at the top, we have Oz. That's the hideously violent, R-rated HBO production set in a prison. People get stabbed, raped, beaten, abused, murdered and emotionally scarred for life at every turn. Oz is the reason I am now compulsively reading The Wombles at bedtime.

But back to the Quickflix queue: second from Oz at the top, we have Oz.

Some more Oz after that.

We've been getting quite into Oz lately.

Then it's Oz Oz Oz Oz, all the way down.

We don't like to do things by halves around here.

Somewhere below sea level, we run out of Oz because there is no more Oz to be had, they stopped making it after six seasons. Down there, where we generally don't bother venturing because we can't see beyond the world we've been absorbed into, are various other things that I guess we will contemplate once the nightmare of Em City has drawn to it's no doubt disturbing conclusion.

Point being, all we really want to do at the moment is plough through Oz.

But I can't help noticing (well how could I not notice?) that they keep sending us one Oz DVD, and one DVD from Carl Sagan's Cosmos, which is one of the things from somewhere below sea level.

I think someone there is worried about us watching so much violence on the telly. This is very thoughtful, it makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside, but I am thinking of emailing them to explain that I have got The Wombles for bedtime reading and that 10B is beyond saving anyway, so could they please stop with the concern for our sanity and wellbeing and just hurry up and send us more Oz.
splodgenoodles: (Lady Penelope's car.)
I need to have some success, and soon, with a few things I've been working on or I am going to get properly discouraged.

And we don't want that now, do we?

~~~

Watched an episode of 'Supernatural' tonight. [livejournal.com profile] dahliablue please note: suspect I will be watching more.

Also, 'Bogan Pride' on SBS. Here's the blog.

It's amazing what you discover when Quickflix fails to send you your next instalment of 'Oz' in time, thus forcing you to actually look around for an evening.

Lots of 'these' today. Heheh.

~~~

10B came home with lots of stories to tell, mostly about really annoying people. At this point you chuckle and say 'what...10B was annoying people was he? Heheheh, quelle surprise...' and I say 'well no that's not how I meant it but yeah, actually, come to think of it, I guess he was doing that too. But not on purpose this time. And they were only annoyed because they were annoying people as in they were the sort of people who annoy everyone else by being annoyed all the time'.

So I guess he can take some comfort in the fact that if they were annoying the hell out of him, he was annoying the hell out of them right back.

Annoy is a really strange word when you type it a few times.

~~~

I am up too late again. I must away to bed-town!
splodgenoodles: (Lady Penelope's car.)
I need to have some success, and soon, with a few things I've been working on or I am going to get properly discouraged.

And we don't want that now, do we?

~~~

Watched an episode of 'Supernatural' tonight. [livejournal.com profile] dahliablue please note: suspect I will be watching more.

Also, 'Bogan Pride' on SBS. Here's the blog.

It's amazing what you discover when Quickflix fails to send you your next instalment of 'Oz' in time, thus forcing you to actually look around for an evening.

Lots of 'these' today. Heheh.

~~~

10B came home with lots of stories to tell, mostly about really annoying people. At this point you chuckle and say 'what...10B was annoying people was he? Heheheh, quelle surprise...' and I say 'well no that's not how I meant it but yeah, actually, come to think of it, I guess he was doing that too. But not on purpose this time. And they were only annoyed because they were annoying people as in they were the sort of people who annoy everyone else by being annoyed all the time'.

So I guess he can take some comfort in the fact that if they were annoying the hell out of him, he was annoying the hell out of them right back.

Annoy is a really strange word when you type it a few times.

~~~

I am up too late again. I must away to bed-town!
splodgenoodles: (Default)
Some time ago, someone here recommended a TV series, Dead Like Me.

[livejournal.com profile] dahliablue, was it you?

It lasted for only two seasons.

Every so often you stumble across something that's so good, you just don't want it to end.

But alas, it seems we have three episodes to go and then it's over.

~~~

It's a series about a small work crew of people who just happen to be undead. They are grim reapers, and they are required to disconnect peoples' souls from their bodies just before they die, and take their souls off to the spot where they can move on to the next...whatever. Our narrator/heroine is one of these people, a young woman named Georgie who 'wakes up' from her death to find she's a reaper.

Reapers have to live on the fringes under assumed names. They look different to anyone who has ever met them, and although they are dead they have amazing capacity to heal from wounds. However, they do need to eat, sleep and what-have-you, so they still need day jobs and must juggle the demands of daily life with their real work as reapers.

~~~

Elements of the story and aspects of the world of the show have been turning up in my dreams.

Seriously, it's invaded my subconscious!

Part comedy, part fantasy. Bleak and hilarious at the same time. I'm tempted to call it 'quirky', but I hate that word. It builds quietly. There are a couple of story arcs which aren't central, it's the actual characters that flesh out and grow on you over time.

It really just needs to be seen to be understood.

~~~

If you have watched it, tell me: what do you think of Dolores? Do you think they found her on LJ?

Every couple of epidodes Dolores says or does something that has me looking round the room for a spycam or wondering if it isn't time to completely wipe my blog because she seems too eerily like a hybrid of myself and one or two others with a couple of details changed to protect the innocent and make it legally possible for the usual disclaimer 'similarity to persons living or dead is totally coincidental' to be on the end credits. Except I'm not spoilers )oh no not at all, and didn't spoilers ) or at any other time for that matter.

But for crying out loud, the woman worries incessantly about spoilers ),lives her lifespoilers ), and the next time we see her after that particular episode, the spoilers ).

And let's not even start on her turning up dressed spoilers ). And granted, we don't have that here, but you have to confess it's as close as you can get without being exactly the same.

I'm just waiting for her to announce spoiler ) and then I'm launching legal action.

But in the meanwhile, I'm fiercely clinging on to difference, like the reality that I'm spoilers ) Oh and I *know* I have spoilers ) over other people. I think those are important points of difference too.

So it's okay, she's not about me.

But she might be about me and you.

...and you...

...and you...

...and you.
splodgenoodles: (Default)
Some time ago, someone here recommended a TV series, Dead Like Me.

[livejournal.com profile] dahliablue, was it you?

It lasted for only two seasons.

Every so often you stumble across something that's so good, you just don't want it to end.

But alas, it seems we have three episodes to go and then it's over.

~~~

It's a series about a small work crew of people who just happen to be undead. They are grim reapers, and they are required to disconnect peoples' souls from their bodies just before they die, and take their souls off to the spot where they can move on to the next...whatever. Our narrator/heroine is one of these people, a young woman named Georgie who 'wakes up' from her death to find she's a reaper.

Reapers have to live on the fringes under assumed names. They look different to anyone who has ever met them, and although they are dead they have amazing capacity to heal from wounds. However, they do need to eat, sleep and what-have-you, so they still need day jobs and must juggle the demands of daily life with their real work as reapers.

~~~

Elements of the story and aspects of the world of the show have been turning up in my dreams.

Seriously, it's invaded my subconscious!

Part comedy, part fantasy. Bleak and hilarious at the same time. I'm tempted to call it 'quirky', but I hate that word. It builds quietly. There are a couple of story arcs which aren't central, it's the actual characters that flesh out and grow on you over time.

It really just needs to be seen to be understood.

~~~

If you have watched it, tell me: what do you think of Dolores? Do you think they found her on LJ?

Every couple of epidodes Dolores says or does something that has me looking round the room for a spycam or wondering if it isn't time to completely wipe my blog because she seems too eerily like a hybrid of myself and one or two others with a couple of details changed to protect the innocent and make it legally possible for the usual disclaimer 'similarity to persons living or dead is totally coincidental' to be on the end credits. Except I'm not spoilers )oh no not at all, and didn't spoilers ) or at any other time for that matter.

But for crying out loud, the woman worries incessantly about spoilers ),lives her lifespoilers ), and the next time we see her after that particular episode, the spoilers ).

And let's not even start on her turning up dressed spoilers ). And granted, we don't have that here, but you have to confess it's as close as you can get without being exactly the same.

I'm just waiting for her to announce spoiler ) and then I'm launching legal action.

But in the meanwhile, I'm fiercely clinging on to difference, like the reality that I'm spoilers ) Oh and I *know* I have spoilers ) over other people. I think those are important points of difference too.

So it's okay, she's not about me.

But she might be about me and you.

...and you...

...and you...

...and you.
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Yesterday I was listening to the audio of Frederick Forsyth's The Avenger. Set during the reign of Slobodan Milosevic and containing various testimonies about the goings on that are of course fictional, but very well researched and based in fact. (This is Forsyth). Painful reading.

10B is the first person to turn off a depressing documentary about how horrible people are, but he is a big fan of Forsyth. Largely, I suspect, because at least Forsyth gives you some sort of resolution. Someone does the right thing, somewhere. Humanity is redeemed. At least this has always happened in the other books by Forsyth that I've read, I'm still waiting with this one.

Then last night I was doing some of my now customary evening knitting, and watching real TV because our DVD player has died. I found myself watching this documentary on the horrific Rape of Nanking but turned it off after a little while. While I'm interested in various themes of this documentary: early C20 Chinese history, oral testimony, the human capacity for evil, paradigms of masculinity...but I was starting to feel like I'd never be able to sleep again.

I might have switched it off last night, but now I am a bit miffed to learn that I can't obtain the documentary on account of not being an educational institution, and if it's actually produced by someone else, somewhere else, that information is not readily available. (If anyone knows more about this, please do let me know).
splodgenoodles: (Default)
Yesterday I was listening to the audio of Frederick Forsyth's The Avenger. Set during the reign of Slobodan Milosevic and containing various testimonies about the goings on that are of course fictional, but very well researched and based in fact. (This is Forsyth). Painful reading.

10B is the first person to turn off a depressing documentary about how horrible people are, but he is a big fan of Forsyth. Largely, I suspect, because at least Forsyth gives you some sort of resolution. Someone does the right thing, somewhere. Humanity is redeemed. At least this has always happened in the other books by Forsyth that I've read, I'm still waiting with this one.

Then last night I was doing some of my now customary evening knitting, and watching real TV because our DVD player has died. I found myself watching this documentary on the horrific Rape of Nanking but turned it off after a little while. While I'm interested in various themes of this documentary: early C20 Chinese history, oral testimony, the human capacity for evil, paradigms of masculinity...but I was starting to feel like I'd never be able to sleep again.

I might have switched it off last night, but now I am a bit miffed to learn that I can't obtain the documentary on account of not being an educational institution, and if it's actually produced by someone else, somewhere else, that information is not readily available. (If anyone knows more about this, please do let me know).
splodgenoodles: (Default)
Just watched New Zealand film, Black Sheep.

Sheep go feral and start biting people. Graarg!

People go feral and start turning into were-sheep. Double graarg!

Also lots of blood, guts and shamelessly predictable jokes about the personal habits of sheep farmers.

Recommended, 3 stars.
splodgenoodles: (Default)
Just watched New Zealand film, Black Sheep.

Sheep go feral and start biting people. Graarg!

People go feral and start turning into were-sheep. Double graarg!

Also lots of blood, guts and shamelessly predictable jokes about the personal habits of sheep farmers.

Recommended, 3 stars.

Thursday.

Nov. 22nd, 2007 07:03 pm
splodgenoodles: (Lock stock stoner eyes)
I feel absolutely ghastly but this is probably a good thing.

No really! You see, I had been having a splendiforous few days (as readers of recent posts may have surmised), but tomorrow is the day I have my braaaiiin scanned for the second time. It's the 'challenge' day, when they want to see how the grey matter works under pressure. And yesterday I was pootling round feeling surprisingly robust and wondering if this meant that the scan would be relatively okay, which would be kind of useless - we want to know what I'm like normally, not what I'm like during a really good spell.

So to this end, yesterday evening I shovelled three barrowloads of mulch onto a garden bed, walked to the post office, staked up a tomato plant, then spent the rest of the evening being jolly with friends.

Seems to have done the trick.

~~~

And here's some of the stuff I've been looking at lately:

1. Season 4 of Blake's Seven. I'm surprised at how much I'm enjoying this because since my impressionable teenage years, I have always said it wasn't the same without the Zen, the Liberator, and Jenna. Oh and Blake too I suppose, and Cally, but mostly Zen, the spaceship - and Jenna (it's a thing). I so wanted to be like Jenna, but not being a tall, glamourous and beautiful smuggler I figured I could only aspire to being good old Cally so I spent a lot of time trying to kid myself into believing that telepathy wins over sheer hotness, and reminding myself that Avon seemed to like Cally best anyway (carefully ignoring his obsession with Blake).

2. Trainspotting. Yes I'm finally catching up with the 90's. A few thoughts about Alison. )

3. Head On. See. I wasn't kidding when I said I was catching up with the 90's.

I got all excited because a friend of mine was an extra in this.
*waves to Kat* (I'd have noticed you even if I hadn't known in advance!)

This was an eye-opener of a film. It's very weird realising you have grown up in the same world as a bunch of people, but not the same universe. Not even close. I think I learnt a lot.

4. End of the Century:The History of the Ramones. Way better than your average rock doco.

5. I've just finished reading Changing Planes by Ursula le Guin. It's a great bedtime book and a great book for people with ME/CFS, on account of it being a series of short vignettes, rather than complex stories. But being Ursula le Guin, even one page of text contains a hell of a big picture.

6. I'm nearly done with The Jewel In The Crown. Jeebers but I'm crap at big heavy books. I've reached a point where I feel like I know enough and don't need to keep reading, but that assumption puts me on the road to the hell of ignorance, surely. So I pick it up every now and again and read a few more pages. Having said that, it is an excellent book. I'm very fond - very, very fond - of books that give you a variety of viewpoints rather than one narrator. It's just that it's heavy going for people who have lost the capacity for getting stuck into things.


Looks like we're about to get seriously stuck into Deadwood. And I (being totally unwilling to learn from experience) am about to start reading The Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver.

I also have a hankering to rewatch Sergio Leone's Once Upon A Time In America and tackle a Frederick Forsyth. Mind you, the former is three hours long and the latter is an author I can only tackle with a notebook, a fair whack of brainpower, and a willingness to ask 10B to fill me in on the plot points I manage to miss.


Thursday.

Nov. 22nd, 2007 07:03 pm
splodgenoodles: (Lock stock stoner eyes)
I feel absolutely ghastly but this is probably a good thing.

No really! You see, I had been having a splendiforous few days (as readers of recent posts may have surmised), but tomorrow is the day I have my braaaiiin scanned for the second time. It's the 'challenge' day, when they want to see how the grey matter works under pressure. And yesterday I was pootling round feeling surprisingly robust and wondering if this meant that the scan would be relatively okay, which would be kind of useless - we want to know what I'm like normally, not what I'm like during a really good spell.

So to this end, yesterday evening I shovelled three barrowloads of mulch onto a garden bed, walked to the post office, staked up a tomato plant, then spent the rest of the evening being jolly with friends.

Seems to have done the trick.

~~~

And here's some of the stuff I've been looking at lately:

1. Season 4 of Blake's Seven. I'm surprised at how much I'm enjoying this because since my impressionable teenage years, I have always said it wasn't the same without the Zen, the Liberator, and Jenna. Oh and Blake too I suppose, and Cally, but mostly Zen, the spaceship - and Jenna (it's a thing). I so wanted to be like Jenna, but not being a tall, glamourous and beautiful smuggler I figured I could only aspire to being good old Cally so I spent a lot of time trying to kid myself into believing that telepathy wins over sheer hotness, and reminding myself that Avon seemed to like Cally best anyway (carefully ignoring his obsession with Blake).

2. Trainspotting. Yes I'm finally catching up with the 90's. A few thoughts about Alison. )

3. Head On. See. I wasn't kidding when I said I was catching up with the 90's.

I got all excited because a friend of mine was an extra in this.
*waves to Kat* (I'd have noticed you even if I hadn't known in advance!)

This was an eye-opener of a film. It's very weird realising you have grown up in the same world as a bunch of people, but not the same universe. Not even close. I think I learnt a lot.

4. End of the Century:The History of the Ramones. Way better than your average rock doco.

5. I've just finished reading Changing Planes by Ursula le Guin. It's a great bedtime book and a great book for people with ME/CFS, on account of it being a series of short vignettes, rather than complex stories. But being Ursula le Guin, even one page of text contains a hell of a big picture.

6. I'm nearly done with The Jewel In The Crown. Jeebers but I'm crap at big heavy books. I've reached a point where I feel like I know enough and don't need to keep reading, but that assumption puts me on the road to the hell of ignorance, surely. So I pick it up every now and again and read a few more pages. Having said that, it is an excellent book. I'm very fond - very, very fond - of books that give you a variety of viewpoints rather than one narrator. It's just that it's heavy going for people who have lost the capacity for getting stuck into things.


Looks like we're about to get seriously stuck into Deadwood. And I (being totally unwilling to learn from experience) am about to start reading The Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver.

I also have a hankering to rewatch Sergio Leone's Once Upon A Time In America and tackle a Frederick Forsyth. Mind you, the former is three hours long and the latter is an author I can only tackle with a notebook, a fair whack of brainpower, and a willingness to ask 10B to fill me in on the plot points I manage to miss.


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Tonight I've been watching Channel 9's latest action offering, Sea Patrol. I didn't actually know it was the first episode, it's just that 10B is out for the evening and I couldn't be arsed putting a DVD in and the ABC was showing it's stupid fucking anti-greenhouse doco on ABC One *and* Two because presumably they have limited seating what with being government funded and all so they need to use both channels when they're expecting lots of viewers. What other reason could there be? They wouldn't be just trying to shove something down our throats would they? I'm sure they wouldn't do such a dreadful thing, but I decided not to watch either channel, just to be on the safe side.

But anyway, Sea Patrol is about a navy patrol boat up there in our northern waters and it's got Lisa McClune with a 'hot young cast'. Lisa McLune is super wholesome as always, and looks like she belongs with a hot young cast even though she must be nearly my age and even though she looks like her main job would be to encourage everyone to keep their pants on.

In tonight's instalment, she is sent from Canberra to spend time on the patrol boat and was having a hard time being taken seriously by the crew until she saved one guy's life and then roughed up a drug smuggler and then convinced the guy to tell her the names of the Mr. Bigs.

And she's still wholesome at the end, bless her.

I think in the episode where they all have to sit and watch while a bunch of families drown because heaven forbid, we'd be encouraging people smuggling if we saved them, she'll still manage to stand on deck looking wholesome. Wholesome, wholesome, wholesome. She must get so sick of that.

But it was okay in a brainless sort of way. My main gripe is that the theme music is so insipid I've forgotten it already and seem to have created my own to fill in the gaps and now I've got a male chorus singing 'Sea Patrooooool, Sea Patroooool' in deep, bass voices.

Is it just my imagination or has Australian TV not had a remotely memorable TV theme since Rush?
splodgenoodles: (Default)
Tonight I've been watching Channel 9's latest action offering, Sea Patrol. I didn't actually know it was the first episode, it's just that 10B is out for the evening and I couldn't be arsed putting a DVD in and the ABC was showing it's stupid fucking anti-greenhouse doco on ABC One *and* Two because presumably they have limited seating what with being government funded and all so they need to use both channels when they're expecting lots of viewers. What other reason could there be? They wouldn't be just trying to shove something down our throats would they? I'm sure they wouldn't do such a dreadful thing, but I decided not to watch either channel, just to be on the safe side.

But anyway, Sea Patrol is about a navy patrol boat up there in our northern waters and it's got Lisa McClune with a 'hot young cast'. Lisa McLune is super wholesome as always, and looks like she belongs with a hot young cast even though she must be nearly my age and even though she looks like her main job would be to encourage everyone to keep their pants on.

In tonight's instalment, she is sent from Canberra to spend time on the patrol boat and was having a hard time being taken seriously by the crew until she saved one guy's life and then roughed up a drug smuggler and then convinced the guy to tell her the names of the Mr. Bigs.

And she's still wholesome at the end, bless her.

I think in the episode where they all have to sit and watch while a bunch of families drown because heaven forbid, we'd be encouraging people smuggling if we saved them, she'll still manage to stand on deck looking wholesome. Wholesome, wholesome, wholesome. She must get so sick of that.

But it was okay in a brainless sort of way. My main gripe is that the theme music is so insipid I've forgotten it already and seem to have created my own to fill in the gaps and now I've got a male chorus singing 'Sea Patrooooool, Sea Patroooool' in deep, bass voices.

Is it just my imagination or has Australian TV not had a remotely memorable TV theme since Rush?
splodgenoodles: (gruntled bears)
Gosh my entries are humdrum at the mo...I'm feeling reasonably chipper though. And last week's drama and worsened health appears to have been a glitch, which has certainly cheered me up some.

~~~

The plumbers are finally here to install the greywater system and [livejournal.com profile] tenbears is doing the garden irrigation side of things on Wednesday.

~~~

My Case Manager just emailed to say she's applying for $$ to help towards the scooter. If she's successful it will bring the cost down by lots and lots. And now the hired scooter has gone, I've forgotten all about being self-conscious and angsty and keep thinking about things I'd like to do as soon as I get my own.

~~~

The architect is coming back on Monday to take measurements and have more of a chat - this time it's our turn to talk about what we want. He seemed genuinely pleased that we want to proceed with him, which is nice because he was interesting and fun to talk to. Of course he may be less pleased when he finds out he cannot shut us up, and just how many things we definitely do or definitely don't want. We tend to be a little....eccentric?... about the sort of things that are important to us.

~~~

I am inordinately excited about the prospect of a medication change and have to keep calming myself down. You see I've started to imagine it doing more good than we expect so I really need to nip this one in the bud. But also, I'm just dying to be off prednisolone. This stuff has changed me so much, I'd given up on ever getting to change back. It will be very weird though, and I might end up with the saggiest boobs in the whole world not that that's my main preoccupation or anything, on account not only of possible weight loss but also of weight shifting. Even if the prednisolone doesn't make you gain weight, it can change your proportions. When I first went on it as a maintenance thing, it was like going through adolescence all over again - I (quite suddenly) found I moved differently and I wandered round feeling generally gawky and awkward for months. Favourite comfortable clothing was now uncomfortable and stretched in odd places. And the temperature thing: I used to love the heat, suddenly I couldn't stand it. And my skin: I know I'm not going to have 26 year old skin again, not without committing a vile crime anyway, but it might just stop being so manky. There's about 15 more things I can think of that might change, but I'll spare you the list.

I wonder if my hair will go back to being really curly?

~~~

On an entirely different note, I finally got [livejournal.com profile] tenbears into Ultraviolet, we finished it last night. It was my second viewing and I could probably watch it again in a week or two. And we go see Harry Potter tomorrow night.

~~~

Now, if I can just get a bit of focus and make conscious choices about how I want to use the rest of the day instead of letting it drift, things will be even nicer.

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