lokiofsassgaard: photo of a plague doctor in a red Hawaiian print shirt and a black necktie, wearing a white Panama hat (Default)
And it's a lot of good things, but I don't like it regardless. Just because it's a lot of things with a lot of people, and I'm not in a particularly social mood today. As I was going to bed last night, I could hear people shouting and screaming in the parking lot outside, and so that made it difficult to go to sleep. Instead, I wound up watching this week's Taskmaster again on YouTube just for the hell of it, even though the YouTube episodes are slightly cut down. I think they're doing that because of the upcoming ad changes, since the things they've been cutting out are the ad break gags. But maybe if enough people complain about it, they'll stop doing it, because idk. I watch on Premium anyway, so it doesn't matter. I still find those gags funny, and it doesn't really disrupt the flow to have them. IDK. It's a weird choice. I'm not overly fond of it. Some of the funniest Greg and Alex moments happen during those bits, and it's such a shame they get cut out.

I made some butter last night, to give to my uncle when he gets here later today. And by that, I mean I put a pound of butter in a crock pot for about six hours with an ounce of shake he gave me a while back from one of the plants he grew last year. That's in the fridge, and I still need to get it out and package it up for him, which I'll do after this. We also bought a dresser from the neighbour, so we're killing two birds with one stone today. When my uncle comes up with the rolltop desk he's bringing, we're going to also move the dresser over from the neighbour's apartment. I'm of mixed feelings about her moving out, because it was nice having someone I could go hang with, but she's very much the sort of person who brings about her own cloud of negativity. She's got beef with half the building, and that's 100% why they haven't renewed her lease. In order to move all this in, we're going to have to do a lot of moving around, which luckily we accounted for when we redid the apartment earlier this year when we thought we'd be moving an oven in. The most difficult bit will be actually getting the dresser into the bedroom, but that's why we decided to wait until today while my uncle's here with the hand trolley. Between that, and our very large wagon for the drawers to do it in fewer trips, it'll go a bit more smoothly.

We bought the dresser with lunch and a half rack of beer, so once my uncle texts me from Ridgefield, I'm gonna run across the street and get the lunch, and then wake my husband so we can clear out the space in the bedroom for the dresser. The space for the rolltop is a bit more nebulous, and I can deal with that on my own, I think. Right now, the space in the bedroom is occupied by a large folding card table with a television on top of it, and I've already cleared out all the junk that was underneath it last night, and that's now stacked up in my office to be dealt with later this week.

But there's also a new episode of Mortimer and Whitehouse on today, so by the time we're done with all this crap, that should be up and I can chill out and watch that.
lokiofsassgaard: photo of a plague doctor in a red Hawaiian print shirt and a black necktie, wearing a white Panama hat (Default)
is that I forget how the damn thing works. Between that, and a criminal lack of sleep this week from the stress of these goddamn roofers, I had no idea what I was doing trying to get this fic up there this morning at the last minute. I'm surprised I got the newsletter out on time, but I did forget to put some links in there still. Oh well. Whatever. I'm so tired and fucked off about these roofers I don't even care. The last two days, these pricks have started in at 7am right above my bedroom, and yesterday they were banging around so badly they knocked one of my paintings off the wall and actually broke the frame. One of my paintings, as in one of the ones I did. So that's made me extra salty about it. I don't think it's going to be a difficult fix, but I'm pissed off about having to do it at all.

Tomorrow, my mother in law is coming up, and we're going to go out for lunch. I'm also going to see if I can get her to give me a ride to go get that ugly painting I bought last week to get framed, so I don't have to carry it. Even if it were just on canvas, without a frame, I'd be fine. But it's on plywood, so it needs to be in something before I hang it up, and I don't want to stick hardware directly to it even though it is just some cheap ugly thing I got at a second hand tat shop, because I don't want to risk damaging it for no reason. Then, when we get home from all that, we should be ready to do something incredibly stupid. Someone on Tumblr posted rules for a Taskmaster drinking game, and I showed my husband it mostly as a joke, but then we decided to actually do it. The other night we refined the rules a bit to make them a bit more cohesive since I think they were also written and posted as a joke, and then I typed them up and printed them out so we could have them on hand.



So while we're out tomorrow we're gonna pick up some rum, since all we have on hand is some terrible vodka, and see who taps out first. The only snag in this plan is I have therapy on Friday, so that's going to be a fun hangover to explain without looking utterly unhinged. But the last time I was in her office, I was ranting about my kitchen being full of haunted pinto beans, and I keep talking about having screaming matches with a spider, so honestly this is pretty low on the scale of unhinged behaviour I'll have brought in there.

I haven't been going on my walks the last few days, because I don't like going out when I feel like dogshit. But here are some photos from earlier in the week, from before they started pounding on my bedroom ceiling at fuck-off o'clock in the morning.




Three of them are just interesting things I happened across, and the corns are a collection of them I spotted in a window, because I happen to already have two of those items: the large bowl, and the salt and pepper shakers. I went in to check the price, but they wanted $90 for the whole set, which is a bit out of my price range at the moment for a set of stupid ceramic corn tat. If it's still there in a few weeks, I very well may come home with it though. This is the same shop that had the kitchen chairs I liked though, so now we'll see what I do. I don't need the chairs either, even though we liked the idea of having a few. But I do also like my tatty ceramic vegetables.
lokiofsassgaard: photo of a plague doctor in a red Hawaiian print shirt and a black necktie, wearing a white Panama hat (Default)
I gave up by noon yesterday. Them stomping around above my head had me glued to the ceiling, so I gave up and went out to go watch TV all day instead, which is a really lame use of my time, but I genuinely couldn't think. But aside from series 4 of TMNZ because I can't be arsed to download the episodes individually, I've now seen all the Anglophone versions of Taskmaster, and overall, they're enjoyable.

Except TMUS. That's still a flaming disaster, and I stand by everything I said about it, and even have a few things to add.

This got long again, so behind a cut it goes )

After I finished TMAU, I wasn't quite ready for bed, so I decided to watch Everyone Else Burns, which I've been meaning to watch for a while. I missed it when it first aired earlier this year, and I really like Simon Bird, so I decided to finally put that on. It's not quite what I thought it would be, but at the same time it's exactly what I thought it would be. I really enjoyed it, I think in large part because it focused on the church aspect a lot less than I expected it to. It seemed like that was going to be a bigger part of it, given the whole concept of the show. It was very much there, but it was more of an undertone to the whole thing, and less of the central focus to everything. Somehow I guess I thought the culty religion itself would be the focus of the comedy, but it's more used as scaffolding to build around. What surprised me most is that even though this is very much a parody of culty religions like Mormonism and Jehovah's Witness, the comedy isn't coming from poking fun at the religion itself. The rest of their church is very much played straight, if overly strict and fairly outdated even by their own community's standards—there's one episode where they have a fête sort of thing with other sects, and they have to play nice with one church that flies pride flags, even though everyone from David's church clearly thinks the folks from that one are going to burn in hell. Instead, the humour very much comes from how out of touch they are. David has a mobile phone he gives to his daughter that hasn't been plugged in since 9/11, and he destroyed the television as part of "God's will" because it had sex on it.

And a cut for spoilers )

All in all, a tremendously unproductive day, but whatever. It was the weekend, so who cares? I got a lot of work done on a new blanket, and it seems quiet today so I'll make up for it today. I want to work more on Malapropism, because I think I've finally found the right groove for it. That's always the trick with new projects, is figuring out what they want to be. Starting out with something real was definitely the right move, because it let me find the right voice and tempo for it, but also it's let me find the right amount of embellishment to pepper in. People who have been with the newsletter will be able to tell how much is real in the first few chapters, I think, but the goal is to reach a point where that line becomes so blurred that eventually it is all fiction, with bits that are simply inspired by stupid shit that happens around me. But this year has been so astronomically stupid that it was the best place to start, so it was the right call in the end, I think.
lokiofsassgaard: photo of a plague doctor in a red Hawaiian print shirt and a black necktie, wearing a white Panama hat (Default)
Last year, when I first got into Taskmaster, I tried to watch the US version and got about halfway through the second episode before I quit. With TMNZ, I wasn't able to get into it the first go round because it's a vibe thing. It's not a bad show, and even the first time I tried it, I never thought it was a bad adaptation. It just lacks the particular flavour of batshit unhinged that the UK version brings to the table that happens to really do it for me, and a big part of that is the studio banter (and for some reason this really makes fans of NZ really butthurt if you say it out loud, which is unfortunate, because it means there's nowhere to have proper conversations about how the two are different as their own unique shows, separate to one another). But, and this is universally agreed upon, the US version is an absolute clusterfuck of failure. It's easy to say, "oh, it's American, so it's automatically bad," but no. They literally cut the runtime by more than 50% and then tried to cram the exact same show into the same space and expected it to work. And it doesn't.

This got much bigger than I expected it to )

I've spent way too much time thinking about this today. I think I'm going to go take a bath, and try not to get annoyed by the roofers, and the people outside shouting at the roofers for being too loud, because with about three exceptions everyone in this building is either retired, work from home, or on permanent disability. We're only on day two of these guys being here, and everyone's already fed up with the noise. My husband and I have already made plans to just fucking leave as soon as he wakes up later, because seriously screw all this.
lokiofsassgaard: photo of a plague doctor in a red Hawaiian print shirt and a black necktie, wearing a white Panama hat (Default)
Ugh. Awful. Spent the whole day feeling dumb as a bag of rocks. Mostly I just sat around working on my blanket while I caught up on TMNZ on C4, and now I am fully up to date there. I've not watched series 4 yet, because C4 hasn't got the new series, but I can't be fucked to download it right now. But unfortunately I think TMNZ fell victim to the general fandom effect. Even getting past the New Show Weirdness, it was good, and I did enjoy it, but I still don't think it's better than TMUK. That's not its fault. But the way it was hyped up by its own little section of the fandom, I really was led to believe it would be better than TMUK. Because so many people do actually say that, to the point that I'm starting to get sick of seeing it even discussed on the subreddit if only because any time it's mentioned it actively devolves into an argument between the two factions of fans. I don't give a fuck either way, but the people who care really care, and this is becoming the big source of wank (right after the topic of RPF within the fandom).

It's a bit better on Tumblr, but Tumblr is slower to pick up on news and updates, so I'm hesitate to stop following the subreddit. I use them both for different reasons. Tumblr is where I go for traditional fandom interaction. Over there, it's more typical fansquee bullshit. There's a lot of old man thirst and fanart over there, and I love that. People on Tumblr are proper unhinged in all the best ways, and totally unashamed about it, and the different factions coexist rather seamlessly. I haven't seen TMAU, but I imagine it'll take off and become a third big faction soon enough, being another Anglophone version. Though funny enough, I don't think I've seen a single gif from it. Or if I have done, I haven't recognise it as being from TMAU. But there's only been one series so far, so we'll see. But my point is I don't see people on Tumblr fighting over it the same way I do on Reddit, which is both odd and refreshing. With the new UK series starting next week, I am both excited and nervous though, because new episodes do always bring the weirdos out into the open.

This franchise does have a unique sort of group psychosis almost that other fandoms I've been haven't really experienced before. And I've talked about this on Tumblr a bit. I have never been in a fandom before that has been so consistently spoilt for new content. Every fandom I've ever been in has always had big waits betwen new seasons/series. Always. Or if not televisual, then the release schedule was something else entirely. The Venture Bros would go years between seasons, just to drop twelve episodes or whatever. Sherlock made us wait years for three episodes that seemed hell-bent on telling the fans to go fuck themselves. Marvel have so many comic titles that they wind up pulling their titles for months at a time without warning, and then you go six months without seeing the one you're reading, with no explanation for why. Or sometimes it just gets cancelled for no reason at all. And the MCU is an over-saturated garbage fire that releases too much stuff that all stopped being good about eight years ago anyway.

TMUK releases two series a year, plus the New Year special. That's 21 episodes. 22 episodes if it's a Champion of Champions year (rumour has it that's filming in November, so next year, probably). TMNZ does one series a year, so if you watch that, you get 32 episodes a year. Now there's TMAU, which seems to be doing one a year, so that's 42 episodes a year. And those are just the Anglophone versions. Assuming they don't overlap, you've nearly got a new episode every week. If NZ and AU kick it up to two a year, this would be the most well-fed fandom I'd ever been in. I think it already is, honestly. TMNZ just aired its final episode for series 4, and there's a whole week's break between that and UK's series 16 starting next Thursday. This'll end toward the end of the year, take a little break, have it's New Year Treat, and if TMAU's second series airs the same time its first one did, there'll only be a few weeks in between the NYT and that. And while that's airing, it's entirely likely TMUK's series 17 will overlap. They don't seem to really care about spacing the series out with one another, because technically they're not in competition with another country's channels or ratings, but it sure makes for an interesting schedule for people who are following all of it. And it'll be interesting to see if (when) C4 does pick up TMAU as well. They aired TMNZ during a really bizarre time slot, on one of their weird tertiary channels, but it was all on catch up immediately so it didn't really matter. So is I think the Swedish version as well? Which is an odd one to have picked up before TMAU, but I bet there's some sort of exclusivity agreement, and that one probably won't show up on C4 until next year. I'm betting the same for TMNZ's series 4.

Although, they sure got TMUK's series 15 up on YouTube immediately, so Avalon seems to have got some hidden power from somewhere.

While I was completely zoned out on the couch all day watching this, I managed to blaze through three more stripes on my blanket, and now I'm on the very last one. I'd found a few more colours I hadn't realised I had left, and I didn't want to just leave them there, so I decided to use them anyway. The blanket is a really stupid size, but I don't care. My plan for today is to put the newsletter together and go finish the fucking blanket, I think. The weather's really cool, so I'll probably go for a walk as well. The summer weather has really got in the way of that, and I hate it so much, but I just get so miserable going out in the heat. The topamax makes it easy to overheat, and the pills for my stomach do the same so I'm at a double risk of just falling over dead on the pavement if I'm not careful. When I do go out, I've been listening to the Sun Also Rises, since I've finished my podcast and can't find anything else worth listening to. I really liked the podcast for going on walks, and it's what got me going out in the first place. I can't fucking believe I've lost about 100lbs on the back of some stupid podcast, and I'm really tempted to start going into the other one with Jack Bernhardt and Lou Sanders, but man, Lou Sanders can really grate after a while. Maybe I'll finish my book and then try giving the People's Podcast a go.

But I can't wait to finish this blanket. It needs to be done so I can never think about it again. My husband asked if the next one I start will be just as unhinged, and the answer was yes, of course it will, because I'm still trying to use up as much yarn as possible. I'm close to the goal of using up pretty much all of it, which was a lot of damn yarn, and then I can buy more without guilt, and start all over again.

Also, in the process of typing this up, I got a notice on my door that starting next week, they're going to start redoing the roof of our building, so that's going to be terrible for me. Not looking forward to that. My husband works nights, so idk how he's meant to sleep, with us on the top floor. They're scheduling it to take a week or two, and knowing how roofing works, the noise won't be right above us the entire time. The building is quite big, and presumably they'll be working from one end to the other over that time. We'll probably have two or three days of really bad noise above us, and since we're right on the end of the building, either be at the very beginning, or very end of it. Here's hoping, anyway.
lokiofsassgaard: photo of a plague doctor in a red Hawaiian print shirt and a black necktie, wearing a white Panama hat (Default)
Which was annoying, because I didn't notice how hot it was until I left for my walk, and then I died. Here's a picture of me as I sat to rest in the shade for a bit.



I found this outside a salon, and I assume it's their Halloween decorations only because I've never seen it there before. I only lasted about half the time and distance I usually do, which is fine, because I'd also forgotten that it was Saturday, and my husband and I have a standing TV date on Saturdays. So I got home just in time for him to wake up for that, and I made lunch, and he made breakfast, and we watched our show. Which right now, is series 6 of Taskmaster, because somehow he missed that one and hadn't seen it before. We're about halfway through it, which is going to make things interesting when the new series starts in a couple of weeks. There's a drinking game for it going round Tumblr, and we've made tentative plans to play it for the first episode, although we may have to slightly edit the rules because as they're written, it's very likely that we may die. But my husband's days off work are Thursday/Friday, so getting absolutely shitfaced in the middle of the afternoon does sound fun.

I also did manage to get the chapter I've been wrestling with since last week into a state that I think I'm good with publishing. The problem is that was at 12:30 this morning, and I didn't actually put it into the newsletter yet. I finished it up and went straight to bed. So once I post this, I'm going to go put that into the newsletter and try not to feel sick about it. In the course of working on it, I wound up having to fuss with Aeon Timeline again, and every time I do that I wind up completely forgetting how that fucking software works. I love it. It's a wonderful piece of kit. But my god, everything about how to use it falls out of my brain if I don't use that damn thing daily, I swear.

Later this week, I'm probably going to remove all the fic notes from this journal. I want to get the newsletter organised first, and then start putting other things together after that. And the website is part of other things. I'm also probably going to go next door and look at a dresser later today, although we don't really need one because I've mostly fixed up ours, but if it's bigger than ours and able to fit more stuff, I might take it.
lokiofsassgaard: photo of a plague doctor in a red Hawaiian print shirt and a black necktie, wearing a white Panama hat (Default)
Apparently I'm still up to date with the most recent one the pharmacy has, which may or may not be the most up to date one available elsewhere. In the end, I only got flu, so I'm actually feeling all right today.

Other than that, yesterday was pretty much a non-event. As I was getting ready to head out, one of the giant, heavy owl decorations I have up for Halloween fell, but I didn't know it was that which had fallen. All I knew was that something loud had fallen and scared the hell out of me, so I had to go on a fucking scavenger hunt to find it. I finally found it wedged between my husband's bike and the wall, and put back up, and then I got to my appointment about 20 minutes early to make up for the clusterfuck that was the day before. And I explained to my therapist why I do that sometimes, because she has noticed a few times that I get there comically early (though the time I was there 45 minutes early was not because of this neurotic white rabbit tendency to always feel like I'm running late. That was because I straight up misread the times tamp in my diary). But I did explain that being late to things, even if it is arriving in a manner that is technically on time, not only stresses me out in the usual way, but makes me feel a bit of an inconsiderate dickhead, which just adds to the stress. So I'd rather just be the weirdo who shows up comically early to appointments and things instead.

I came home and worked on some fic a bit, and then went out front to work on my blanket and watch more Taskmaster NZ. I'd tried watching it once before, when I had to go hunting it down, but being on Channel 4 now makes it a bit easier and less frustrating. It still wasn't quite doing it for me though, but I do ultimately think it is that New Show Weirdness because I can't find any particular reason why it wasn't working for me. Because it is the exact same show, without the glaring mistakes Taskmaster US made by making a bunch of weird changes to the format. The only change is that aside from Alex Horne's name being everywhere in the credits again, it's a totally different team on and off camera. And I think that's the only reason I couldn't get into it. It's weird for the same reason the first series of the original was weird, except it didn't have the benefit of someone almost dying from choking on a watermelon in the very first task to shock you into getting on board. The decision to put that in the very first task was probably the smartest thing they ever did, because it is the perfect task. It has this bizarre escalation of tactics up to pure carnage, it has physical pain and jeopardy, it has cheating, it has failure. It's the perfect task.

The episode I came back to last night just happened to be the one where Greg Davies' video letter to Jeremy Wells was shown, which was a nice little treat, at least. I'd seen the clip out of context, but I didn't know what the task actually was until last night. And then, as Jeremy decided to wilfully misinterpret the content of the message and give one point for it, I decided to approach this show from a different angle as well. I ate a brownie from the freezer, got out my little white box from beneath the Victrola, and somehow managed to smoke two entire bowls without my husband noticing. It was game night, and despite him being at his desk not six feet away from me, I was not even on his radar. It wasn't until I got up later and nearly tripped over my blanket and swore at everything that he even noticed me, and even then he didn't consider I might be off my tits. I still had to tell him.

I got about three episodes into series 2, and I've heard that one is much better. It definitely seems like it, but idk if that's just because I was on Mars by that point and would have laughed at anything. This panel is a lot more lively in the studio though, which is always a delight. I love it when they get up out their seats and bounce around and scream and shout over things that don't matter. It's my favourite part of the show.

But I went to bed a bit later than usual, instantly fell asleep, and woke up a lot later than usual. I haven't been sleeping well lately to begin with though, so I'm not overly fussed about that. I'm still a bit toasty though, but brownies always do that to me. I do want to see if I can get some writing done today, and then maybe try to go on a walk later and get back into that habit. I think if I leave a bit closer to noon or 1pm, I can go downtown and it won't be as busy, but it is Saturday so we'll see about that. Also, we'll see about how I feel, because if I'm still a bit fucked up, I'm not going anywhere.
lokiofsassgaard: photo of a plague doctor in a red Hawaiian print shirt and a black necktie, wearing a white Panama hat (Default)
No particular reason why. I was falling asleep on the sofa, so I went to bed, and then laid there wide awake for the next four hours. It was weird and I hated it. Now I'm freezing in my office, waiting for today's newsletter to go out, and feeling weird about what I put in it. Or rather didn't put in it, because it turns out I am extremely uncomfortable about sharing fic with people at all now. Thanks, fandom at large. You've completely ruined a perfectly good hobby for me, you bunch of fucking dickheads.

Nobody here, of course. That ought to go without saying, but I'll say it anyway. But it's very much the reason I nuked AO3, which I've talked about ad nauseam. I don't know if I need to just start over with a brand new fandom or what. The problem with that is starting over with a brand new fandom, because I don't want to write for a brand new fandom. I had 10,000 words of Thor fic in the barrel, ready to go, and just noped out last minute. Just decided, no I'm not going to share that, actually. I chickened out for exactly the same reason I initially chickened out on the first iteration of God of Outcasts, back when it was a totally different story 12 years ago. Some imaginary person might get their knickers in a twist about it, but it ran deeper than that. I actually got a physical stress reaction from it. It actually made me sick to think about posting it, so I removed the whole thing from the newsletter, apologised for not having it up when I'd said last week I planned on having new fic go out, and felt like shit about myself.

I went out to the front room after that and went to go work on my blanket some more, and watched the first series of Outsiders, which is another one I've been meaning to watch for a while. It's basically Survivor, but for idiots. I never much liked Survivor, because I don't like shows like that, that take themselves all hyper seriously and can't really see that nothing they do actually matters. But this one was really cute. It is just a bunch of dumbasses out in the woods for a week, doing the exact same stupid shit as you would see on Survivor, but 100% self-aware about how stupid it all is. One of my favourite bits was at the end of each episode where the contestants had to go back to their tents for the night, but David Mitchell would make a big scene about how he got to go home and sleep in a warm bed, because fuck this camping lark.

I only got through the first series before going to bed and not sleeping, but I went on the British Comedy Guide to look up if there was a third one on the way all the same, and saw the lineup has been announced. I'm familiar with five of the six of them, and oh god. It's a lineup of terminal stupidity and I cannot wait. I'm not gonna lie, I am curious to see how they manage to make it work with Chris McCausland, but he did do some camping stuff and Gladiator fighting on his recent show, so I can't imagine it'll be too much of a disaster. Or maybe it'll be exactly as much of a disaster as I'm imagining, in which case, excellent television. Sure, make a blind man do absurd physical challenges in the woods for a week. Nothing can possibly go wrong there. The other four I know, Alan Davies, Roisin Conaty, Judi Love, and Guz Khan, share three brain cells between them on a good day, and Alan Davies has about two of them. The only one I don't think I know is Laura Smyth, so I can't say anything about her to build her up or slag her off. But this show has been an absolute delight, and I think later this afternoon I'm probably gonna go watch the second series. Which, admittedly, is the one that finally tipped me over the edge to starting it, because I heard Joe Wilkinson and Jessica Hynes are are on a team together, and holy shit yes please. I saw a clip on Tumblr of Wilkinson ragging on David Mitchell about his age that had me nearly in tears, so I had to finally go find this thing. Which, I do have access to Dave as a channel, but the damn thing is so fucking buggy that often it's easier to just not stream from there anyway.

And today is Buzzcocks day, so that's always nice to look forward to. Also, speaking of BCG, yesterday they seem to have leaked the air date for series 16 of Taskmaster. But that was officially announced today, as September 21st. Which Alex Horne has responded to in his traditionally unhinged way. There's been a lot of talk over the years about fans over-stepping boundaries with creatives on social media, saying weird shit to them that they don't want or need to hear. Then Alex Horne goes and says weird shit on main that I'd wager a good number of the fans don't want or need to hear lol. And this is one of the tame ones. Don't even get me started on that Reddit AMA he did to promote the previous series.

In non-fandom ramblings, I'm waiting for some packages to get here from Amazon. I ordered a clock for my office, and that calendar ought to be getting here along with it. I don't really need a clock, necessarily, but I wanted one that can also tell me the temperature back here. All the other clocks in the house can do that, and I want one in my office that can do that, because this is the room I'm most deeply curious about in that area. It's always absolutely freezing back here this time of year, to the point it sometimes gets in the way of me doing anything because my brain just shuts down. I can see what the temperature outside is from the widget on my taskbar, but I really want to see what it gets to in here. Amazon also keeps annoying me, because I've been looking for some new shoes lately, even though in the end the ones I've found that I'm likely going to get for myself aren't even on Amazon. But they keep sending me recommendations, which is fine. I don't mind that part. The part I mind is this.



All the other emails I get from them are fine. It's specifically recommendations for shoes and shirts that are broken, and don't show up properly. Do you have any idea how difficult it was to censor my name when I couldn't even read the text in the first place? I actually didn't even realise my name was on there at first. And it's my wholeass name, first and last. I don't think any other Amazon emails address you with your full entire name. I use Thunderbird on dark mode, and it's hilarious that these specific emails are so broken. But the ones I think I'm gonna get are some red bottom oxfords. Not some super expensive designer ones, but a nice enough pair to look like they might be. I don't have any dress shoes right now, so I figure I might as well get a really nice pair, and then maybe get a few cheaper pairs for other occasions later. My husband, who cares a little bit less about these things, is fine with the cheap ones he's got, and I think he's got some plastic slip on shoes that pass as decent for most situations as well. But I have none. I think the last two funerals we went to, I wound up wearing my black and white Vans, because they were literally the ONLY shoes I had up until two weeks ago. I really did look like the dickhead at the club, tattooed and pierced in an ill-fitting suit and scuffed up old skate shoes. It wasn't a good look.

But for now, I'm waiting for this Amazon order to arrive, but the tracker thing is doing that thing where it's not actually telling me where the order is or when it's likely to arrive. Just that it's "out for delivery," which it likes to do. It used to give me better estimates, but it stopped doing that in recent months and I don't know why.

TMNZ

Aug. 28th, 2023 08:10 am
lokiofsassgaard: photo of a plague doctor in a red Hawaiian print shirt and a black necktie, wearing a white Panama hat (Default)
Channel 4 uploaded the first three series to whatever the fuck the online streaming platform is called now, and I started watching it again last night.  I watched a few episodes of it last year, and was extremely cold on it, and then never bothered to go download the rest, so this is a nice, easy way to watch the rest.  And the reason I'm saying this here, and not anywhere else where people actually watch this show is I'm still very meh on it.  There was a post about it on Reddit, but in true reddit fashion, the comments pretty quickly devolved into UK vs NZ infighting, with people pre-emptively getting annoyed at anyone who might not like the NZ version for not having the same dynamic, but honestly?  If someone watches the UK version for that dynamic and finds the NZ show lacking, that's a valid criticism.

While that is, I think, part of why NZ falls a bit flat for me, it's not the whole of it.  There's something in the overall edit that feels a bit off as well, and I can't quite figure out what it is.  One thing that I do think NZ has absolutely nailed, and I think it's something Ed Gamble said on the podcast, is that Paul Williams is someone who is inherently bully-able, which makes him a great assistant.

It'll probably become what I watch while I work out, because I'm just not that into it but maybe it'll grow on me.

I've finally got my sleep schedule more or less back on track where I want it, instead of sleeping in until nearly 10am, waking up closer to 6am.  Which I realise is a bit insane when one is self-employed and working from home, but that's when my husband gets home and it's nice to see him before he goes to bed.  So I got up this morning and was immediately ambushed by the kitchen torn apart and towels all over the floor.  Because there was water everywhere.  I hadn't run the dishwasher the night before, so it wasn't that.  Sometimes the drain in that gets backed up and it pisses all over the floor, but it was immediately ruled out.  While my husband flapped about, I noticed he hadn't done a great job at cleaning it up, or else whatever the cause of the water, it was still ongoing.  So I stepped in it and noticed it was sticky, and had him go fetch a clean towel.  Then, I checked the shelf where we have various syrups and oils and things, but nothing was leaking there.  Then I opened the fridge, and nothing was leaking from there.  My husband was watching me, very confused, because it was easier for me to just get on with it than to explain what I was looking for.

Then, I spotted it.  The trail of water leading to the carpet cleaner, and the empty tank.  I had used it fairly recently, and had not totally emptied it out, but now it was empty.  I picked it up, and there it was.  This was not exactly the sort of problem I needed to be dealing with five minutes after rolling out of bed, but it's not the worst problem I've faced immediately after getting out of bed in recent months either.

But if the universe wants to be extra kind to me, I may wind up getting a delivery with a whole bunch of shirts today.  It's looking increasingly like that won't be happening though, as it's now 8am, and the last scan was the package departing Portland at 11:30pm last night.  Which means either something hasn't been scanned and I'm going to get a surprise package later today, or it's encountered a weird delay and it won't get here tomorrow.  Annoyingly, I don't have a direct USPS tracking number, and only the courier tracking number, so it's entirely possible that the courier's system is on a significant delay and the 11:30pm time stamp that I saw when I checked it this morning is what they consider up to date.  But I have an appointment tomorrow, so it would be nice to be able to wear something new to that.

ETA: I've just refreshed the page, and a new time stamp from 6:10 this morning has appeared, marking the package as "out for delivery."  So, I was right.  The courier's system is just extremely delayed.  Yay!  I'm getting my shirts today!

Page generated Mar. 13th, 2026 07:33 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios