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Jan. 2nd, 2014 12:09 pmSo, did we all watch Sherlock last night? Did we?
*flaily kermit arms*
The thing, and then the thing and then the [[CUDDLES!]] and those people, and ANDERSON! and ooh shirtless Sherlock, and... ok yeah the actual plot was daft and a bit scattered but also entirely secondary to the re-establishment of the major players (We're getting the band back together!) So many small points to adore rather than an over-arching story to dissect. And of course the foundations laid for this year's Big Bad. I am intending to watch it again very very soon. Oh yis.
In other news, I think I have reached my limit for domestic togetherness and very nearly my limit for people in general for this holiday. Had a grand ol' new years and lots of fun yesterday, in between cough syrup shots and a significant quantity of goat cheese, but the darling parental is grating on my last fucking nerve and if I could hermit for the last few days before I have to go back to work then I totally would. (I just want a few hours without the M stating the blindingly obvious at me- yes I KNOW we have ham in the fridge. I put it there. And I know it needs eating. That's why I was attempting to find some bread suitable for a sandwich. Just... just... aaaauuughleavemealone~~~)
I also need to go to town cause I have a birthday gift to claim from the Bodyshop, I just can't quite muster the energy to actually do it.
Though we did have a plumber in this morning to do all the little jobs that have been racking up. We have a new kitchen tap now that doesn't spew water out the back, and a replacement cistern valve in the downstairs bathroom so it doesn't perpetually drip out the overflow, and he fixed the U-bend under the sink which keeps flooding the cupboard with dirty washing up water, so that's all good.
In unrelated news, I have had almost no sleep in the past 3 days cause every time I juuuust start to drift off, I get the most amazingly annoying tickle in the back of my throat and end up coughing myself awake again.
This may not be aiding my stroppy homicidal irritation. So if I bite any heads off, don't take it personally. I just don't function when quite this tired.
*flaily kermit arms*
The thing, and then the thing and then the [[CUDDLES!]] and those people, and ANDERSON! and ooh shirtless Sherlock, and... ok yeah the actual plot was daft and a bit scattered but also entirely secondary to the re-establishment of the major players (We're getting the band back together!) So many small points to adore rather than an over-arching story to dissect. And of course the foundations laid for this year's Big Bad. I am intending to watch it again very very soon. Oh yis.
In other news, I think I have reached my limit for domestic togetherness and very nearly my limit for people in general for this holiday. Had a grand ol' new years and lots of fun yesterday, in between cough syrup shots and a significant quantity of goat cheese, but the darling parental is grating on my last fucking nerve and if I could hermit for the last few days before I have to go back to work then I totally would. (I just want a few hours without the M stating the blindingly obvious at me- yes I KNOW we have ham in the fridge. I put it there. And I know it needs eating. That's why I was attempting to find some bread suitable for a sandwich. Just... just... aaaauuughleavemealone~~~)
I also need to go to town cause I have a birthday gift to claim from the Bodyshop, I just can't quite muster the energy to actually do it.
Though we did have a plumber in this morning to do all the little jobs that have been racking up. We have a new kitchen tap now that doesn't spew water out the back, and a replacement cistern valve in the downstairs bathroom so it doesn't perpetually drip out the overflow, and he fixed the U-bend under the sink which keeps flooding the cupboard with dirty washing up water, so that's all good.
In unrelated news, I have had almost no sleep in the past 3 days cause every time I juuuust start to drift off, I get the most amazingly annoying tickle in the back of my throat and end up coughing myself awake again.
This may not be aiding my stroppy homicidal irritation. So if I bite any heads off, don't take it personally. I just don't function when quite this tired.
