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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 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.