Where did my day go?
Mar. 10th, 2014 10:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mousmeToday got sacrificed on the altar of the Migraine Fairy. I awoke with a headache around 8:00 after a night of more or less restful sleep, and gave it up as a bad job shortly before 11:00 and took a very long nap. Luckily that got rid of it, but it also meant my day was essentially shot. Alas.
So now I'm back at work, and I'm waiting for it to be over. I've been lucky to have a relatively quiet time of it at work. It's all been routine stuff that I know how to deal with, which is great for my stress levels.
:::ETA:::
No sooner had I written that than the heavens opened up and poured work over my head. Whoops. Anyway, I'm back, nearly an hour after starting this post. I should know better than to taunt the work gods like that.
Anyway, I am once again in the unenviable position of having not much to report. Things are okay at work, if busy. I really hate Daylight Savings Time. I had to get up at what felt like 2:50 on Sunday morning to get to work on time, which is just fucking brutal. I don't understand the couple of people I know who manage that every working day. 3:00 is an evil time that should not be used for waking up. It's the middle of the freaking night, and all I want to do at that hour is sleep. I could go on a long rant about how DST has very few proven benefits, actually disrupts farming activity, and is generally only well-received by retailers and people who want to go outside after regular business hours, but I will spare you. The short version is that DST makes my life a lot harder than it needs to be for about two weeks out of the year while my body adjust to the new time.
Grumpy cat is grumpy, what can I say?
I'm rewatching Criminal Minds, slowly. I'd forgotten just how intense the first few seasons are. While I think the show did even better once Mandy Patinkin left (I love the guy, but he chewed the scenery constantly and overshadowed everyone else with his grandstanding), the kinds of stories they told early on were a lot more diverse than what they're doing now, or so it seems. There were not just serial killers but also arsonists and bombers and terrorists and cults. It feels like the last few seasons have been more about making the serial killers more inventive and horrific, rather than broadening the BAU's scope in the type of crimes they deal with. It's disappointing, in a way. I'd much rather they profile more arsonists and bombers than finding newer and more creative ways of torturing and killing women. :/
I have finished watching True Detective, all eight episodes, and mostly I'm confused. I think I need to rewatch them in order when I'm not as tired and unfocused, so that I can at least work out what the hell is happening in individual episodes. I wonder if I should read The King In Yellow and see if that will help me figure things out a little. It's not like I have the time or the concentration for either of those things, but hey, a girl can dream. Mostly my takeaway from this show is that it is super, super beautiful. Much like Hannibal, for that matter, but at least I understand what's going on in that show.
I will confess that I'm watching Hannibal for two reasons: 1) It's really, really beautiful. 2) The fandom stuff on Tumblr makes me laugh until I cry. Seriously, for such an utterly fucked-up show, the fandom is hilarious. Completely irreverent and whimsical, and they come up with the wackiest stuff about the show. They are a delightful bunch and I always look forward to seeing what they come up with for each new episode.
And I guess that's it for now. I can't promise that future updates will be any more riveting, alas.
So now I'm back at work, and I'm waiting for it to be over. I've been lucky to have a relatively quiet time of it at work. It's all been routine stuff that I know how to deal with, which is great for my stress levels.
:::ETA:::
No sooner had I written that than the heavens opened up and poured work over my head. Whoops. Anyway, I'm back, nearly an hour after starting this post. I should know better than to taunt the work gods like that.
Anyway, I am once again in the unenviable position of having not much to report. Things are okay at work, if busy. I really hate Daylight Savings Time. I had to get up at what felt like 2:50 on Sunday morning to get to work on time, which is just fucking brutal. I don't understand the couple of people I know who manage that every working day. 3:00 is an evil time that should not be used for waking up. It's the middle of the freaking night, and all I want to do at that hour is sleep. I could go on a long rant about how DST has very few proven benefits, actually disrupts farming activity, and is generally only well-received by retailers and people who want to go outside after regular business hours, but I will spare you. The short version is that DST makes my life a lot harder than it needs to be for about two weeks out of the year while my body adjust to the new time.
Grumpy cat is grumpy, what can I say?
I'm rewatching Criminal Minds, slowly. I'd forgotten just how intense the first few seasons are. While I think the show did even better once Mandy Patinkin left (I love the guy, but he chewed the scenery constantly and overshadowed everyone else with his grandstanding), the kinds of stories they told early on were a lot more diverse than what they're doing now, or so it seems. There were not just serial killers but also arsonists and bombers and terrorists and cults. It feels like the last few seasons have been more about making the serial killers more inventive and horrific, rather than broadening the BAU's scope in the type of crimes they deal with. It's disappointing, in a way. I'd much rather they profile more arsonists and bombers than finding newer and more creative ways of torturing and killing women. :/
I have finished watching True Detective, all eight episodes, and mostly I'm confused. I think I need to rewatch them in order when I'm not as tired and unfocused, so that I can at least work out what the hell is happening in individual episodes. I wonder if I should read The King In Yellow and see if that will help me figure things out a little. It's not like I have the time or the concentration for either of those things, but hey, a girl can dream. Mostly my takeaway from this show is that it is super, super beautiful. Much like Hannibal, for that matter, but at least I understand what's going on in that show.
I will confess that I'm watching Hannibal for two reasons: 1) It's really, really beautiful. 2) The fandom stuff on Tumblr makes me laugh until I cry. Seriously, for such an utterly fucked-up show, the fandom is hilarious. Completely irreverent and whimsical, and they come up with the wackiest stuff about the show. They are a delightful bunch and I always look forward to seeing what they come up with for each new episode.
And I guess that's it for now. I can't promise that future updates will be any more riveting, alas.