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Oh dear lord but the 200th episode was a joy to behold. The meta! There is no meta left because they USED ALL OF IT. Favourite bits included... )

So I liked lots of it, basically. Even the cheese. ESPECIALLY the cheese.

Why did I watch that first, because now SGA will be an inevitable letdown. Ah well. Swings and roundabouts.

tv meme

Jul. 8th, 2006 11:01 am
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Ganked from [livejournal.com profile] cindywrites
Bold all of the following TV shows which you've ever seen 3 or more episodes of in your lifetime.
Italicize a show if you're positive you've seen every episode of it.

If you want, add up to 3 additional shows (keep the list in alphabetical order).

Read more... )
I think the moral here, girls and boys, is that I way too much tv. But! In fairness, if it had been 'more than ten' episode, I think I'd have bolded far fewer. I give most shows three episodes or so to catch me.
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I got the place! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!

And I spent my weekend not only snowed under with work, but also, perhaps, going to a friend's Eurovision party. There were three American Eurovision virgins in attendence, le Bloke included, and they simply did not understand the wonder and joy of the whole extravaganza. Until the show started that is. We learned 'em. Well, with a little bit of help from Uncle Terry. We tried to explain how the voting is often the best part, and they definitely didnt believe that. But who was shouting at the screen by the end at any evidence of block voting? Mwahahahahah! Eurovision will get you all! Run, don't walk, from the CHEESEPANTS!

Now - to finish my last project and start my dissertation and get a job. That shouldnt be too hard, right?


May. 10th, 2006 10:41 am
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I was up at eight this morning for a class I was fairly sure I didn't have, as that's what the person who runs it told us last week. However, at some point the rest of my class convinced themselves that we did have class this morning, and so I went. To a class that was not on. Rargh.

I've been pretty busy lately looking for a flat to move into in July. The whole 'I only want it for three months' thing may be holding me back slightly, I fear. I have looked at a few nice places though. And once that's sorted, I have to find a part-time job to keep me going over the summer. A part-time job that doesn't mind me doing weird hours and days because I occasionally need to do field work or check on experiments every hour

In less boring-to-everyone-but-me news, I finally saw The Squid and the Whale last night. Bloody brilliant. That kid is my hero. Suck my dick, ass-man.

And now I'm sitting here trying to use the Force to make my Veronica Mars finale torrent run quicker. It's not so much with the working.


Yeah, still not working.
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I've spent most of my bank holiday weekend alternating project work with avoiding doing project work. This will be of little surprise to most of you, I fear.

Friday afternoon I got a call that there was a beer festival up at the union. As I am, after all, only human, I headed up. As we'd had a fifteen minute burst of sunshine, everyone thought it would be a good idea to sit outside, where it was bollock-clenchingly freezing. I was cold, shall we say. Beer was good though. And abundant. That night a few of us headed down to a club near my flat, which was less cold. In that it was cloying and sweaty and moist with people. Had a pretty good time though. Le Bloke got ridiculously drunk and started moshing in the rock-y section of the club. I left him at it. Never interrupt a boy in the middle of a mosh.

Saturday I decided to take the whole day off from work, so I got up late and myself and le Bloke walked down to the continental market that was in town for the weekend. We got olives (SO MANY OLIVES), bread and cheese and other delicious vittles, then headed home to eat and nap. And eat and nap we did. Le Bloke had also recently purchased Star Wars Battlefront II for my PS2, so we spent quite a few hours on that, let me tell you. Basically, the laziest day ever.

Yesterday I actually did some work, as the guilt had gotten to be too much even for me. Probably not enough though. We went out for nachos and chicken wings for dinner, then headed to the Union cinema to see True Romance. Gotta love that movie. And rumours of us playing Star Wars when we got home instead of going to bed are probably greatly exagerrated. Probably.

I just watched the new Who that I missed on Saturday night. May have got a bit teary eyed. God I love Ten. Give that man a hug.
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The crew on tonight's Hyperdrive had to watch a video on Alien Sex Diseases before they were allowed to go on a First Contact mission. And very informative it was too. Mmm, pustules.

Now why don't people in other SF shows have to do the same too, huh? Well, obviously there'd be fewer plots to use if the hero couldn't bone the occasional Alien Sex Priestess, but it's a small price to pay if you don't want to catch alien VD.

I liked when the First Officer called the alien princess 'The planet bike'.
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I need leather-bound pounds to go with my wallet.
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Oh. My. God.

I just watched The O.C. finale.

Oh. My. God.

In other news, Oh. My. God.
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My sister appears to have turned into the Undead.

She's just arrived home from the dentist, where she had three wisdom teeth removed and her jaw shaved. As the rest of my family are all squeamish wimps, it's up to me to wipe the dribbling blood from her chin, because, as she gigglingly puts it, "I can't feel my face." She is so very, very stoned. I should appreciate it now, because as soon as the drugs wear off I'll be directly in the line of fire. It can't be worse than having to change the gauze in her gaping wounds, can it?

They've cancelled Carnivale now? Fucking fuckers of hell. Argh.
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Oh dear. I appear to have booked a holiday by accident.

Egypt, here I come.

I'm so excited about The Pegg being on Dr. Who tonight. I may just pee myself a little.
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I don't have to work tomorrow! Huzzah! All is well with the world.

Saw H2G2 last night, which I enjoyed thoroughly. Everyone's been kind of 'meh' about it, but I pretty much giggled my way through it. Loved Mos Def as Ford. Also Marvin. And Bill Bailey. Yes, fun, go see. I'd heard a rumour that the Serenity trailer might be attached, but I didn't get my hopes up, which was good, because it wasn't. Attached, that is. But it's okay, becasue I've watched it a good twenty times on my computer by this point. And crying in a cinema is deeply uncool anyway. Most especially when it's about a trailer.

Saw my first Dr. Who for ages last night too, and it was a good one to catch. But! Next week! The Pegg! The Pegg I tells ya! Woo!

What was not so well with the world was how I found Mabel, my trowel, lying in the garden earlier when I went out to do some weeding. Evidently my mum has been using it to do the gardening, AND NOT BRINGING IT IN. I brought it in and cleaned it up and scrubbed it and polished it but it's still covered in little spotty rust stains. Argh.

I think now I'll go and try and finish Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory. I'm so nearly there. Plus it's a bank holiday weekend, what the hell else am I gonna do? Something constructive? I don't think so very much.
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There's finally something weirder than seeing Jim Robinson in The O.C.. Seeing Billy from Neighbours in House M.D.. Which is already weird enough with Hugh Laurie being all morose and sarcastic like. Especially when I change the channel and hear him doing jolly voice-overs for nappies.

Also, Hippo Birdies [livejournal.com profile] jaaam!
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Okay, so for [livejournal.com profile] lil_nibbler's sake, I'm updating. See, I think I'm going to struggle to come up with anything that anyone would find interesting, but that probably means that the Law They Call Sod will kick in and I'll witter on for pages. Though of course that doesn't mean any of it will be interesting.

I had a nice quiet birthday, just the way I like it. I went to work, got some pressies, got LOTS of cake, came home, watched some tv and went to bed. I have an intense dislike of fuss being made on my birthday, so it was pretty much perfect.

I'd organised to share a birthday do with two of the girls from work - Nora and Emma - so we all headed into town for that. Lots of lovely people showed up at the Globe, and then splinter groups formed. I factioned off with those going to DTwo, which was okay. I boogied, but the place was full of complete knobs. When someone finds a place in Dublin that's knob-free, could they please tell me? But keep it on the down-low, obviously. I left there about three and headed for the Nitelink. However, we had to make a detour for Chinese on the way there. It was a matter of life or death. How Springrolls Saved My Life. I'd pay to see it.

Saturday was recovery time. Ate bagels and bought a t-shirt. It's yellow and I'm wearing it RIGHT NOW. Oh yes, I love my new t-shirt. Though I did spill Ribena on it earlier. Oh well, that's par for the course if you want to be a Jars t-shirt. It's best to get it out of the way early in the relationship.

The rest of my Saturday was spent asking God why he lets Keanu Reeves ruin films. Stupid Constantine... could have been so good... rassen frassen...

Also, Nibbler? Lost is nearly over! But they got a second season! And some very exciting things happened that I can't tell you about! Except that I love Sun. And I finally get why people like Jack so much. As Pants said, "How is it that there's nothing sexier than damage?"

Gosh, I really can write a decent amount about completely boring crap, can't I? Just call me Gustave.

ETA - that livejournal really doesn't take exceptionally long song titles into account, does it? So, I was listening to The Soft Lightes - The Robots in my Bedroom Were Playing Arena Rock, but apparently that won't fit. So look below to see what I'm listening to now. Which, hopefully, has a shorter name.
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I love how the new Dr. Who isn't afraid to be SF.
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I just booked my flights to London for ATP. Vincent Gallo had better pull the finger out for this one, 'cos I don't get out of bed at five in the morning for no reason, is all I'm saying. Maybe I'll sleep in the airport... Okay, yes, I realise that that's ridiculous. Ridiculous LIKE A FOX!

My birthday preparations have already begun in earnest. That is, I've received my first gift. [livejournal.com profile] the_deb got me a book of short stories by Tim Burton. So adorably twisted. AND [livejournal.com profile] jaaam is surprsing me with something on Tuesday. AND I've pretty much decided where I'm going next Friday for some inebriated felicitations. It just sounds better than piss-up, doesn't it?

I have a feeling I've missed something on tv tonight. It's hard to keep track of what I'm watching and not watching when I'm bittorrenting some stuff and watching some stuff on tv, and some stuff catches up on tv so I stop torrenting them and when's the next episode of Lost and when is Stargate: Aquarium back? So, yeah, confusing. Oh, there is Dr. Who. But that's on Saturdays. And tonight is not a Saturday. I hope.


Dr. Who?

Mar. 26th, 2005 01:56 am
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Should the fact that I'm planning ahead to stay in tonight and watch the new Dr. Who worry me? I'm very, very excited. I haven't watched the old ones in years. I was too young to watch them when they originally aired, but I saw repeats on the BBC on, I think, Sunday mornings. I don't know how much I'd enjoy watching them now, though. I can be rather intolerant of crappy sets and special effects, even if I'd quite like the show otherwise (Star Trek: TOS, I'm looking at you). But, it looks like they've actually put some money and effort into this one, plus it's written by Russel T. Davies, so it has to be good. I think Mark Gatiss might've written an episode or two as well. So, yes, excited.

In less geeky news, I was at a bbbq in Adie's yesterday. Many veggie burgers and g and t's were consumed. I managed to stagger home at about eleven, which is why I was surprised when I woke up at half six this morning. And couldn't get back to sleep. Argh, unpleasant. So not happy. But [livejournal.com profile] jaaam tells me that she's been up since seven too, so I'm blaming her. She was sending evil wakey-uppey mind rays at me while I was trying to sleep off my hangover. She so evil.

In other, more geeky news, I need to buy comics. Haven't been in town in ages and am seriously falling behind on my titles. Why is there no comics shop in Dun Laoghaire? WHY?!


Mar. 18th, 2005 06:35 pm
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My list of ailments grows. My calf seized up today. Very strange. It was hard as a rock. Which would be nice if it wasn't total agony, y'know? Also, it seems as though the hayfever season has started, if my scratching throat, blocked nose, and the sensation of my brain trying to cram itself out through my eyesockets are any indication. Woo. Less of the hoo, though.

I actually ended up doing stuff yesterday. The weather was fab so I took the dog for a big long walk, then strolled down to Dun Laoghaire to meet Beck for lunch. After that I headed down to Sandycove for a bbq, at which I may have become a wee bit tipsy. Through no fault of my own, of course. Maybe all the walking led to the calf thing. One never knows. Hm.

I plan to spend the weekend watching eps of the O.C. and Stargate: Aquarium that I haven't seen yet. A geek's work is never done...


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