clo_again: (Tennant - Last of the Time Queens)
Oh man, Doctor Who. I wish I hadn't just spent an hour of my life watching that; I could've spent that hour writing my own exit for David Tennant and even if I wrote it with both eyes closed and used my tongue to type, it would've made more sense than that episode.

Oh Tennant. That was such a massively crap episode to give you as a finale, even with everything John Simm could do to save it from inanity.

Disappointed. :-(
clo_again: (Tennant - Last of the Time Queens)
Things that amuse me abut fandom: I go searching for John Simm/David Tennant RPS and open various Google links in tabs to peruse. Having found a good archive (Human Nature), I forget I even had other tabs. So an hour later when I click on one by accident, I find myself staring at a page titled 'Porn Battle' and going "What? Why am I on this page? Did I Google this page? I should hit- ooo hey look, Labyrinth fic!"

Fandom. If not the greatest invention in the world, then it is at least my favourite. <3

(By the way, Exposure by versaphile is amazing Simm/Tennant and hotter than chilli powder. Mmmm. Internets, you and your rule 34 are made of win.)

edit: Other Things I Love Also: Neil Gaiman putting Tim Minchin youtube vids in his blogs and when they mention each other on Twitter. <3 I like it when two completely unrelated people that I like surprisingly know about and like each other. I guess it's kind of validating, in a way. But mostly it's sweet and makes me want to snuggle all of them.
clo_again: (Spaced - omgyay!)
Oh my god, is that Simon Pegg? Simon-freaking-Pegg showing up without warning during my John Simm marathon?

It is. It's Simon bloody Pegg. Dude, that's just... I was not expecting that. At all. Just. What?

*blinks*


(Dear John Simm, you are hot when you're playing guitar. Plz to be making more films which necessitate you doing so. Love, me.)

eta: AND NOW THERE IS RANDOM CHESTER ZOO. I LOVE CHESTER ZOO. THIS FILM IS LIKE SOMEONE ASKED ME TO NAME SOME OF MY RANDOM FAVOURITE THINGS AND THEN STUCK THEM ALL IN A VERY STRANGE FILM.

Bwahahaha.

And now excuse me, I have to go because *John Simm is singing*. *Playing guitar and singing*.

FAVOURITE THINGS. Dude.

eta: Oh, except the random pigeon slaughter, as I am quite fond of the little rats with wings. I expect that was added just to balance out.

(Dear John Simm, Not only are you hot when you are playing guitar, you are extremely hot when you sing at the same time. Please do this more. In general. *All the time*. Please. Love again, me.)

(Dear flist, I am aware that most of my posts in the last month have been either squee about John Simm or dull bitching about work. I apologise and thank you for not mass defriending me. The course of my previous obsessions suggest that something new and shiny will come along to distract me from The Simm in about two-three weeks, excepting tennis which lasted around two years. If I promise not to post about John Simm every lj post for the next two years, please promise not to mass defriend me/torch my DVD collection/leave me in a position where my life depends on the Torchwood team being competent. I will endeavor to find something new and shiny as quickly as possible. Very much love and gratitude, me.)
clo_again: (Simm - Made of Awesome)
The internet finally worked again on the desktop! Yay! Of course it'll only work until I have to turn the computer off again but it does mean I get to upload this icon and actually use the Keyboard of Awesome a little before I head off to London tomorrow.

This network adapter is ridiculous. Honestly. I didn't do anything that I haven't done a hundred times before, yet this time it mysteriously worked. Alas, the completely illogical intricacies of technology.

Like how difficult it is to type when you've changed keyboards. It's taken me twice as long as it should to type this because I'm not used to the keys being slightly further apart on the KoA.

...I love that my keyboard now has its own abbreviation. Mwahahahaobsessed.

And now I may go watch Human Traffic (Remixed), which was the reason I turned the computer on in the first place. Or maybe 24 Hour Party People. Neither of which I should watch because I'll probably be watching them again in the next few days but... I want to. Argh. Must resist John Simm. Finished State of Play last night by the way, and it was indeed full of awesome. One of those endings where I now have to watch it again (or make [livejournal.com profile] kindoftrouble watch it) to see it all again when I know where it's leading.

But you know, I really don't see how Hollywood will be able to remake it because I just don't think Hollywood is that smart. Case in point: their casting for it truly sucks. Russell Crowe as Cal? Um. Really? Which blind deaf idiot decided that? Also I expect the film will be reset in the US, because they do that with everything they make that's supposed to be set in Britain (and it's a pet peeve of mine and seriously pisses me off; if audiences around the world can identify with American characters, American audiences can identify with British characters who are not the comic relief or evil or have exaggeratedly stupid accents, goddamit) so all in all, I recommend y'all buy the excellent BBC series and skip the bastidised remake. I don't get why they feel the need to remake these things anyway. Yes the plot was excellent but honestly Hollywood, there are many excellent stories out there. Just admit that the BBC pwns you and try for something original.

...Oh wait, you are Hollywood.

The sheer amount of great British TV/films I've watched in the last month have in no way skewed my perspective on this. Ahem. But seriously, we have some bloody fantastic TV over here and it annoys me when Hollywoodland steals it all and ruins it in remakes. We don't remake American stuff, we watch the originals. Because they are original and we appreciate them in all their originality. I don't want to see a British remake of Grey's Anatomy because (a) we have a our own and it's called Casualty and (b) that show only works because it *is* American. Buffy only works because it is American, really. Red Dwarf only works because it is British, something Hollywoodland thankfully realised, though not for want of trying.

And State of Play works because it is British and it is excellent and John Simm is far better in the part than Maximilliantus will ever be. So there.

...I believe I was supposed to be considering which DVD to watch. About forty minutes ago. Um. Yes.
clo_again: (Maneki Neko - Year of the Cow)
Tomorrow is officially my LAST DAY in work. This is awesome enough to merit the capslock abuse. LAST DAY. AWESOME.

(I have a John Simm 'made of awesome' icon on the computer upstairs but have not yet got the internet to work on it again so I can't upload it, so just imagine it for now. Tiny Chinese zodiac animals will have to express my glee instead. Glee! LAST DAY. Yes.)

Also today, besides it being my second-to-LAST-DAY, I bought slipper socks for London to save me carrying slippers. They have stripes and little cow faces. I should possibly be worried about how much they brightened my day up. Mmm.

And then I got home to 24 Hour Party People waiting for me, which compensated for me resisting the remixed version of Human Traffic for a fiver in HMV at lunchtime. Plus it's a DVD that my dad might actually like so he can stop complaining that I never buy anything he can borrow.

And tonight is Torchwood and tomorrow is Cheeseburger Thursday and then, along with Top Gear Ground Force, I have a solemn promise of Chinese food on Friday to celebrate me not walking out of the Pit of Tedium. So all in all life does not suck right now. Fingers crossed that it stays that way. :D

eta: Another thing that made me happy today and that I just remembered because I just found it - I bought Juicy Fruit gum. Because I loved it when I was younger (and I wonder why my teeth are so bad, huh) and then I LMAOed a lot when I saw it in Life on Mars. Only wow, it really does not taste as good when you're twenty-two as it does when you're seven. Though maybe almost.
clo_again: (John Simm - Red)
I just watched the first episode of State of Play and it's kinda making me wonder what one would do to be a high-powered journalist and where would I have to start. Which is shocking when I've spent around fifteen years of the sixteen or so that I've known what a journalist is, calling them rude names and finding different ways to rhyme 'journalist' with 'scum'. It is entirely possible that this new inclination is John Simm based, except the things that are making me go "Mmmm" are nothing to do with him. Hm.

Also, I approve of suprise!Glenister and snarky!Nighy. I wish I didn't have to be up early so I could watch the next episode but the Pit of Tedium beckons.

Probably for the best after I was up all last night watching the second series of The Lakes. After a dragging first three episodes, it really took off in the fourth and I hit 'Just One More' syndrome until 5am. It still tries to meander around too many people and drags the series out about four episodes too far but I couldn't stop watching - until the last episode, which didn't tie up anything. Okay, a couple of things but Lucy, who had the most interesting character arc of the two series, didn't get proper resolution and poor Danny and god, his wife was just awful. With some justification admittedly, but she didn't even try and- poor Danny. The end kind of spoiled the rest of the mostly-excellent series but when it was good, it was very good. It made me buy Danny/Lucy - it made me like Danny/Lucy - and I would've sworn that was crazy talk after the first series. Mmmm. I was going to leave series two as not worth the time when I went to London but maybe we should just skip the first three episodes and I can bug [livejournal.com profile] kindoftrouble over Danny/Lucy and whether it's just me who would like it so much.

I bought 24 Hour Party People today after seeing a screencap of John Simm playing guitar. I love actors playing guitar. It's why Ewan McGregor hits all my buttons. Mmmmmmmmm.

I really have to go to bed now. -_- This work lark sucks muchly. Though mostly because I hate what I'm doing and I'm getting paid peanuts for it; I have a feeling even high-powered scum journalist would be better. A lot better.
clo_again: (John Simm - Red)
Have calmed somewhat from being Ranty-McRantypants this morning. Internet is still not working on my desktop but am resigned using the laptop with a cursor that skips around the screen. Sigh. One day I will be able to afford a new laptop. Though, it'll most likely have to be one with Vista and that'll be another source of Grate Woe. Maybe I should just quit the world of technology.

Or maybe just the computer-type of technology, since my DVD collection is still all that is shiny and awesome. In the ongoing John Simm marathon that my life has become, I watched Wonderland last night. It was- different. Good different, though it could've done with some script editing to stop a ninety minute film feeling an hour longer. All the reviews said it was an excellent contrast to the 'fake', polished London of films like Love Actually and it is; it's down in all the dirt and the rubbish bags across pavements and tiny narrow rooms that are claustrophobic even on this side of the screen. But add lots of handheld camera work and what looks like deliberately lower-quality film for a lot of it and it got annoying sometimes. Bad quality film when there's no reason for it seriously bugs me because it's a lazy way to generate atmosphere that you should be doing through editing and set dressing etc. Lazy and annoying.

But once I got past that, John Simm was sweet and it had a funky-hairstyled Gina McKee and a beautifully subtle plot for her that didn't actually have any dialogue explaining it but left the audience to interpret it all through other conversations and brief moments here and there. It was lovely not to have plot thrown in your face for once. And I realised that I've never seen John Simm acting such a domestic part - he's either a gambling addict or back in time or taking over the world. In this, he was in a supermarket. And selling kitchens. He rode a scooter (a note on that in a second). It was oddly bizarre. And I decided that I should never marry anyone who can do a hunted-pathetic-kicked-puppy expression like his, because I would forgive him everything, even when he was being a complete goit. There is not willpower enough in the world to resist that expression.

But that *scooter*. spoilers for Wonderland if you care that much )

I'm off to watch the Agility final at Crufts now. Yay! I know all the crap they say about Crufts and how crossbreeds are healthier yadda yadda but the Agility and Flyball are awesome every year. And I have to say, they had an Alaskan Malamute in the studio last night and he was just fabulous. As much as it would probably be a bad idea for my first dog to be the size of a small horse, I want one. Maybe one day, after my collie and when I have the room for a dog that size, because wow. I do not use the word fabulous lightly but he really was.
clo_again: (John Simm - Rabbit in headlights)
Teehee, the guy who plays Chris in Life on Mars is in The Lakes. Small world. Also, the second series has shorter episodes. I'm trying to tell myself that this does not mean I should watch two a night instead of the planned one.

Work today was still dull but I had my MP3 player on with my headphones under my hair. (I used to do it in high school in particularly boring classes. I have just enough hair left to do it now. Just.) However tomorrow I get to sit directly across from the boss' office all day. The jury is out until tomorrow as to how bad a thing this will be.

Some of my scribbled notes from today include "Grr argh", "maybe computers only speak whale", "ONE OF THOSE FREAKING DAYS", "maybe *I* only speak whale" and a doodle of Sam Tyler with tentacles standing on a round squiggle that could be Mars if introduced to some red crayon and looked at from a distance. Yeah. Welcome to my intellectual stimulation!

This Story Of Clo's Boring Life is short because my internet is being really seriously crap tonight and I'm fitting posting this into the short gaps in between it disconnecting. It's a pain in the ass, which is why I'm going to go read my new Hawk & Fisher omnibus some more (hurrah for mindless trashy fantasy novels!)

Five more days in work. Count them on one hand. Can totally do this.
clo_again: (Default)
Fifteen minutes into the first episode of The Lakes and I'm convinced that all the Lake District is can be summed up with "Great scenery, awesome sex."

Half an hour in? I'm considering dropping the scenery part.

Which doesn't mean that John Simm is not awesome. He's completely different in everything except for the smile, which is always massive and infectious and exactly the same.

Also, I would've done Romantics in university if John Simm read all the poetry to us. ^_^ Universities should really look into that.

(All this is a great distraction from how much I don't want to go back to work tomorrow. Six more days. I can do six more days. I can.)

eta: Oh dear Danny. You are rather spectacularly screwing this whole thing up.

Also, his daughter is called Samantha. This? Is the universe laughing its socks off at me.
clo_again: (Edgar - Yay!Laughter)
Human Traffic. Most batshit film ever, Y/Y?
clo_again: (Dark Side of Gardening)
I decided I needed an obsession to get me through the next three weeks and, since he's already halfway there, that obsession might as well be John Simm. I just bought The Lakes and Human Traffic (except it was secondhand off Amazon and now I'm wondering if it's the special edition and could I buy that too because I feel bad cancelling on someone), and State of Play is promising more rewards if my day tomorrow is awful. I figured eh, I can always resell them if I hate them. But in the meantime: John Simm.

I'm clearly delusional, having just spent money I want to save at 1am when I know better. Screw common sense. I need the happy more.

I did not see new Torchwood tonight, because the father was watching football (-_- no comment) and then I was busy spending my savings. Tomorrow shall be a night of LoM and TW Cheeseburger Thursday Awesome. Oh, and the Sarah Connor Chronicles too, which I recorded on a whim and haven't watched yet.

Now I really need sleep. >_< Before I buy anything else.


edit: In the cold light of morning: Um. I should be banned from shopping on the interweb after bad days. I've neither seen nor heard anything about the dvds I just spent almost £20 on. *facepalm* At least I checked they weren't reselling for 99p on Amazon first; not liking them isn't the end of the world.

I must've been drunk on no sleep. Sigh.
clo_again: (Default)
I'm six episodes into the first series of Life on Mars (I felt like crap yesterday, thank you very damn much for being a girl, so I curled up on the sofa and watched back-to-back episodes all afternoon) and oh my god, WHY DID I WAIT SO LONG TO WATCH THIS? Why didn't y'all hold me down and *make me watch it*? It's freaking awesome. For some reason I wasn't expecting it to be so much of a 'cop' show - I mean, the episodes are like fifteen percent Sam talking to the little future voices, fifteen percent Gene Hunt kicking in a nonce (occasionally more like twenty percent) and the rest is actual police show stuff, which makes perfect sense and I don't know why it surprised me. I guess I thought it would be the other way 'round, with the police stuff taking a backseat to the little future voices. I like this way better.

Only, I don't have the second series (I'm trying to uh, obtain it free of charge but my internet sucks monkey balls with these things) and I'm staring with growing desperation at play.com and reflecting that I did work my ass off stuffing those envelopes, I deserve a damn present. I'm fairly sure Futurama was my latest 'present' around then but that was for the dentist stuff and totally unrelated. Totally. Plus the second series of LoM is only £18. I said I'd buy BSG series 3 when it was under £20 and I was going to buy Stardust for £13 *anyway*, so...

Jesus. Getting stuck in the 70s would be the best thing that could happen to my bank account - no internet shopping. And no Buffy, Stargate, Farscape, Futurama. International tennis coverage. Though there would be Doctor Who (Sam saying he 'saw Doctor Who and he gave me some pills' cracked me up in light of the last series of 'Who and fics like these which I will rec and memory properly when I've watched it all and can go on a proper fic hunt without fear of spoilers. Genius. That was a hint to rec me lots of good LoM fic. Preferably first series spoilers only but just warn me for anything with second series' and I'll wait the few days it'll take me to get hold of and watch it).

Oh and John Simm? I get it. I do. I loved him in 'Who mainly because he was delightfully crazy and flirted liek whoa with The Tennant but now I get it. The Simm is much with the awesome. What else has he done?

I can't believe you all didn't make me watch this sooner. Honestly flist. Fail. ;-)

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