Oh holy smegging christ on a cracker.

So I've spent the last two nights mainlining the seven or so episodes of Grey's Anatomy I had to catch up on. Figured I'd watch, delete, then catch up on the next four I'm going to miss at Christmas.

Except of course the last one had to be the first of a two-parter (which I wouldn't have watched if it'd said on the summary, dammit) and of course it had to be It's the End of the World and I'm now GOING. INSANE. There are no words for the sheer levels of brilliance or for how much I have fiery hatred for whoever decided to write *that* ending *now* when I probably -- since my parents are utterly incompetent with DVDing anything -- won't get to see for FOUR DAMNED WEEKS. Because she has her *hand* and *bomb* and she *almost stayed in bed*, I mean jesus--

Crack can not be this good. Seriously.

Either my parents DVD the next episode for me on Thursday and post it to me before the weekend, or I'm catching the train back Friday morning because I can't wait four weeks for the conclusion. It's physically impossible. I'll go clinically insane. Every week I get closer to buying a region one DVD player and just ordering the entire damn series from the U.S.. You know I hate you all too for getting to see this back in the spring right? Hatehatehate with the fire of a thousand suns and I never understood the full feeling behind that before today. It's a giant conspiracy to drive me crazy.

Hate. Really.

In other news, Torchwood I love and adore you for not letting me down. This week was so much better, it was almost a different show entirely and even my dad, who hates pretty much any and all sci-fi or fantasy related things on principle, gave it the high praise of "That was much better than last week." There were still problems but they're much more minor and nitpicky than before. Main thing is, I'm no longer ashamed to say I watch Torchwood. Damn good job.

Unrelated news; sorry I'm slightly AWOL but the laptop runs slower than a hedgehog going backwards and I tend to be out most of the day when I'm home. Normal service will resume Wednesday night. Also, I've forgotten to renew my paid account and am stuck with minimal icons until I can be bothered to go find my debit card which is why I have no appropriate icon of shock for this post. Bugger.

...*Her hand*. Holy fucking smeg.

EDIT: Oh, and checking the results from Shanghai just now? My day cannot get any better. All is shininess; my TV is great, tennis is great, I'm managing to utterly ignore my lack of submitting a creative writing piece this week and tomorrow I'm going shopping to one of my favourite places anywhere. If I can just get to see that next episode sometime in the next week or two, it'll be even better. :)

Fading shininess.

I knew I was tempting fate by being bubbly over the awesome of my life last night. On going shopping today, went to get some money out as always...

And the machine promptly ate my card. For no apparent reason. Said 'please remove your card', made a few whirry sort of noises and then popped out a little receipt saying 'sorry, we've decided to be a bitch and ruin your day.' Actually, ruin the next week and a half since it'll take that long for a new card to get to me, during which time I won't be able to use play.com or amazon or renew my goddamn LJ account. I'm stuck with craptastic icons for at least the next week and a half. Probably more like two weeks. Simply because some utterly incompetent moron out there was unable to service an ATM so it doesn't eat innocent peoples' only means of obtaining funds.

Minor comfort was had from walking past said ATM later to see a large 'Out of Order' sign on it. Eat my card fine but IT'LL DISAGREE WITH YOU. Oh and by the way, there is no silicon heaven. Bitch.

I am not bitter. See me here, being not bitter. Nope.

Anyway, Borders soothed my pain somewhat and I picked out several dissertation books I'll be buying off play.com (cheapness!) to christen my new card when I get it. Also was reading book of essays on Harry Potter and being amused at the discussion of the way Snape is portrayed in fanfic. Official recognition and discussion of fanfic like that does make me wonder if it could've been a good disstertation topic but then I saw The Annotated Hobbit and practically drooled my way over there, so maybe not.

At something of a loss now. Spooks later. Have to DVD the last remaining things for my Ultimate 21st Episode Marathon tentatively scheduled for this Friday. Really should make some attempt at a creative writing submission sometime. Or I could go and sulk, which is always intelligently productive.

... Sulking it is then. ;)