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sebastienneRecording for posterity, and because I'm about to start tapering down my SSRI dosage and want to make sure I am paying due attention to good things:
Saturday was a Lashings rehearsal for Fanny Whittington where I was standing in as musical director. We have two original songs, written by a new Lasher, and that's just so incredibly exciting! I was absolutely honoured to get to work with them.
Then, Doctor Who! I loved this one, a lot - and recommend this excellent review for extra context on The North in Doctor Who and Victorian philanthropy in general - I will never not love Madame Vastra, but this felt a lot more settled than their appearance at Christmas.
Then, I made some nice new friends (or rather, got to know some friends better). Are we beyond posting the single word "smug" as a status update? I suppose that is rather 2005... so I'll just make a meta comment on the practice. That's totally different.
Sunday - on very little sleep (oops) - I was off to watch all three Iron Man films. There are good critiques around, but I am All About The Squee today. Tony Stark has an anxiety condition, but it's not a plot focus, and doesn't have to "get over it" to be a goddamn hero. Pepper has a fight scene, and wears a bra that looks like one people I know actually wear (for going out of the house in). Guy Pearce does a great villain-turn, and Ben Kingsley is just brilliant.
Today is really the poly stereotype day, though - cycled to Didcot with my boyfriend so we could look after my girlfriend's cat while she and her husband are on their honeymoon. Now to eat pizza and steal their Netflix...
Saturday was a Lashings rehearsal for Fanny Whittington where I was standing in as musical director. We have two original songs, written by a new Lasher, and that's just so incredibly exciting! I was absolutely honoured to get to work with them.
Then, Doctor Who! I loved this one, a lot - and recommend this excellent review for extra context on The North in Doctor Who and Victorian philanthropy in general - I will never not love Madame Vastra, but this felt a lot more settled than their appearance at Christmas.
Then, I made some nice new friends (or rather, got to know some friends better). Are we beyond posting the single word "smug" as a status update? I suppose that is rather 2005... so I'll just make a meta comment on the practice. That's totally different.
Sunday - on very little sleep (oops) - I was off to watch all three Iron Man films. There are good critiques around, but I am All About The Squee today. Tony Stark has an anxiety condition, but it's not a plot focus, and doesn't have to "get over it" to be a goddamn hero. Pepper has a fight scene, and wears a bra that looks like one people I know actually wear (for going out of the house in). Guy Pearce does a great villain-turn, and Ben Kingsley is just brilliant.
Today is really the poly stereotype day, though - cycled to Didcot with my boyfriend so we could look after my girlfriend's cat while she and her husband are on their honeymoon. Now to eat pizza and steal their Netflix...