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I had a pennyplainknits today! I did my best to incept her into Teen Wolf. For those of us (cough dodificus cough) who are "still living through the period of confusion prior to the inevitability of falling in love with Stiles" (see primer!), here are my recommendations for what newbies should be forced to watch/read (all spoilery):

Teen Wolf 101 primer by Hello Tailor: "My life was empty and barren, a tragic wasteland wherein I laboured under the assumption that Teen Wolf was a mediocre MTV show populated by a cast of bad actors with great hair. The real honest true truth is that every actor in Teen Wolf has brilliant comic timing (in addition to, yes, great hair), and one of the main characters is played by a guy who, despite having zero previous acting experience, is so talented his that his very presence onscreen is like an icecream scoop directly out of my heart. "

Teen Wolf: Disney Crack edition vid by Asreeshadowskeeper which is fabulous until the very last scene when it becomes epically apt and amazing.

The Teen Wolf Series one gag reel The whole cast is completely adorable. I normally cringe at anything to do with the actors who play the characters in my favourite shows, but these guys are too cute and I am a little bit in love with their little troupe.

Call Me Maybe vid by asreeshadowskeeper - A vid containing a lot of the slashy parts of series one. I'm a big Stiles/Derek fan, but I've got to admit that pretty much all of the guys in this show have slashy moments with pretty much everyone else. IT IS THAT KIND OF SHOW.

A vid by Kreugan which basically takes the piss out of series one, and is adorable. There is a lurking montage! <3

I've linked this before, but this is the beginning of the scene which takes the credit blame for me transitioning from having TW on in the background while I did other things to me desperately refreshing my torrents to see if Monday has miraculously happened while I wasn't looking. 1x09




In other news, I find the exclamations in all of my Twitter notifications really obnoxious. Someone replied to your tweet!!!! Someone mentioned you!!! Man, Twitter is so affection-starved.

 Is there any good Odo/Quark fic out there? Or am I on my own on that one?

I recorded and edited 92 minutes of podfic today! \o/ I am about a quarter of the way through the fic. This is the first of my podfics that I've wanted to get done just so I can put it on my ipod. I love longfic.

Do not let me ditch this one, oh mighty LJ! Nagging allowed and appreciated.

♥

I had plans to go to the cinema with Jim to meet R (an ex-housemate), and R's friend Steve who, incidentally, I fancy the pants off. Jim was driving my car, because I was putting on makeup in the passenger mirror for Steve's benefit. I quite often give Jim my keys - I'm not a bad driver, I'm just aware that Jim is a better driver than, possibly, everyone. He also likes to keep an eye on how my car is running. He is fully aware that I don't notice things like squishy tyres or squeaky brakes, and he's probably the only one who ever checks the oil.

Turns out that squeaky brakes are a problem. A week or so ago I got into my car after parking it on a hill and the handbrake felt stiffer than it had been. I ignored it completely, and ignored the occasional high whine, but Jim was all frowny as he drove and telling me I ought to get it checked out.

And then we approached a busy roundabout in the middle lane, with cars either side of us and cars ahead on the roundabout, and the brakes failed. Like, failed completely. They were operating at maybe 10% - which is nothing! - and made awful, awful noises. Apparently we left the brakes disks on the road behind us when they fell clean off the rear wheels. We had no option but to drive onto the roundabout. We were going a little too fast for comfort even had there been no other cars. We missed two cars by inches, and got honked at by a bunch of people, but, somehow, nobody got so much as a scratch.

We were about 500m and two more roundabouts from Jim's house. I'd have rolled to a halt somewhere awkward and obstructive, but Jim felt safe to get us home - we went along at about 15mph and he slowed us with the gears - which also sounded awful but not as awful as the brakes. This is part of why he rocks. My panic response is the hit the brakes; his evolves in nanoseconds into using the gears to slow down. I was already informing him of how much I loved and adored him by about 50 metres past the first crisis.

We switched cars, and after the cinema Jim drove me home - which is an hour round trip - and the next day he pulled a sickie to fix my car, and delivered it to my house. ♥

So, a thank you cake was in order.


( cut for cake )

In the past few days I have also:

1) seen Eddie Izzard live. You have not lived until you've seen an intepretation of how dinosaurs might have attempted to communicate Christianity's ten commandments. Arghh roar argh argh, roar argh! Grr!

2) gone to Alton Towers, (it's a theme park) and queued up a lot to go in a halloween themed maze with actors whose job it is to scare and shock, and on rollercoasters that made my knees go wobbly. But not as wobbly as being in a car when the brakes failed.

3) applied for teacher training, although I remain unconvinced that I want to do it. But the deadline was approaching so I thought I'd cover that base and zap off an application. Pros: a honking great bursary while I train and then an actual salary. Cons: crowd control, having a boss, having to work mornings, having to go to teacher training.

4) eaten out four times. But they'd all been planned for ages and as such do not count as a spree: spending; calorific; or otherwise.

Phew. I need a lie in.

Waaah!

I just lost 45 minutes of podfic recording. Unedited, fortunately, or else it would be OMFGWWAAAAAAHHHHH! as opposed to the grumpy lowercase.

As I was saving the session in Audacity, it errored out because my HD was full. I cleared some space and saved again. It seemed fine. The save icon was greyed out; I took this as a positive sign. I just opened it up to edit, though - and it's blank. One long horizontal, blip-less line where the audio should be. I've looked in the temp folder, where there are eleven twelve second files and a six second file. The folder I thought it was saved to is empty (although it did save the name of the folder, fuck-you-very-much).

Is it gone forever, oh Audacity experts?

In other news, I have a date tomorrow night. It's my first date in ages, after a long string of losers put me off dates, and then a night of cringeworthily bad sex put me off men entirely. My mother asked me last weekend when I was going to start spawning to fulfil her latent grandmotherly desires. So, date.

"Results not typical" - I should hope not! If their one golden rule made MY belly button move by ten centimetres, I'd have STRONG WORDS to say.

*claws eyes*

So I spent the day reading Torchwood fic. I listened to a Torchwood audiobook while walking Dex. On the radio on the way home from the park, they played a snippet of an interview with John Barrowman. Come late afternoon, I thought enough was enough and I decided to cook. Yesterday, I bought a huge bag of bananas for thirty English pennies, so I googled banana bread. The first recipe to pop up looked good, so I made it (yum!) and then I noticed that whose recipe is it? John blimmin Barrowman's.

Then I made a chicken pie to provide actual sustenance before I pigged out on banana bread, and stuck on some music so I could dance around in the kitchen. And I spent the entire time plotting Torchwood vids I will never make, to Queen. Seriously, they're cracky, they're gay, everything is (understandably) life and death, and they have lyrics about: being champions of the world (I'm interpreting that in an Angel/BtVS way); not wanting to live forever; 'I love you! (But we only have 14 hours to save the Earth)'; precision with time; imminent death; insatiable appetites; and even the occasional orgasmic groan.

And ok, I'm fine with the universe at large contributing to my current obsession, and my subconscious is clearly on board. But if I dream about Torchwood tonight, can it be something exciting? Last night I dreamt about cleaning grout, so an improvement on that would be nice.

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