mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Television)
It's likely not a secret that I watch too much TV. I tend to keep shows I like on in the background while I do other things, because that's one of the few times that I do get to watch TV. I'm lucky enough that I can watch TV at work on my night shifts, too, which helps to pass the time (that and the internet!). The net result is that I actually end up getting a lot of screen time in, even though I have next to no spare time outside of work. So I watch when I'm cooking or cleaning or getting ready for work before my night shifts, and while it means I often have to pause and rewind when I figure I've missed an important visual cue, it mostly works out.

I've been watching Hannibal, as I think I've mentioned before, and I think it's far and away my favourite show on the air right now. Once I set aside my objections to a roomful of brilliant FBI agents not noticing the cannibalistic serial killer under their noses (who'd invite them to dinner and make cannibal jokes the whole time), it became highly enjoyable. It's breathtakingly beautiful, and the creator has made serious efforts to include women and people of colour in major roles, where they didn't exist at all in the books (which I have yet to read, I'm ashamed to say). I particularly appreciate the promise that the series will never include sexual violence perpetrated against women. While I do love watching Criminal Minds, the unrelenting rape/violence against women gets pretty depressing after a while. I also love how unabashed the series is about making a huge part of the story about a very bizarre love affair between the two male leads. A platonic love affair, but a love affair nonetheless, directly acknowledged by the characters. Basically, canonical murder husbands, folks. ;)

My other recent discovery is Shameless, which is everything its title promises, except that it's incredibly well written and utterly heartbreaking. It's difficult to find, unfortunately, as it's a Showtime original production, but I've found a website that streams it for free, which is great. The site is glitchy but nothing too terrible, and I've been able to keep up with a number of shows that way. Anyway, Shameless is phenomenal, but it's incredibly hard to watch, in a similar way to how Breaking Bad was hard to watch, because the show makes you care a lot about the characters and then has them make stupid, terrible, awful choices. And the rest of the time you're watching all the other characters dealing with the fallout from these stupid, terrible, awful choices and your heart breaks for them because sometimes there really is nothing else to be done but put your head down and weather the storm until it passes. I'm at the mid-point of the second season, and I am told that it only gets worse and more heartbreaking from here.

That's the thing about good television, like any good storytelling medium. There comes a point when it's not just a story. For as long as I've been a reader, the fictional characters I read about feel just as real to me as the people in my life. For the time the story lasts, I care as deeply for them as I care for my friends, and I want them to be happy. I want them to make the right choices, and I want them to prosper. The writer in me knows that there can't be a story without some kind of conflict, without wrong choices being made, without there being some sort of suffering on the part of these people and creatures I love, but it hurts nonetheless to watch them go through it. And the really good ones stay with me for a very long time.

All the people I know who are readers or who consume stories in any fashion are the same way. We all remember those books and movies and stories that moved us so deeply that they changed the way we interact with the world. We all remember those characters we loved, the ones we wanted to be like, the ones we wanted to befriend, the ones we wanted to love in real life, the ones who, if they were real, we would have followed right into the depths of Moria.

I keep forgetting to do the daily gratitude thing, but this seems like a good opportunity for it:

1- I am grateful for all the stories that have come to occupy my life, that have served to make it richer, to make me a more complete person.

2- I am grateful for all the storytellers out there: writers, artists, performance artists, composers, film makers, and all the others. Without them, my life would be the poorer.

3- I am grateful to live in an age where technology makes all these stories accessible to me in new and exciting ways, like podcasts and podfic, ebooks and fanfiction archives, livestreaming sites and downloading, as well as more "old-fashioned" media like books and DVDs and CDs and MP3's. (Not to mention all the technology that has evolved over the past century, which I won't bother listing here)

It's an exciting age for stories that we live in.
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (George (tongue))
I wasn't up all night, but it feels like it. I made poor life choices and decided I would stay up to watch Hannibal, which continues to delight me. However, at 21:30 my landlady walked through the door, so not only did I stay up past my bedtime but I didn't even get to reap the rewards of my poor life choices. I am bitter about this. Also tired.

I had a visually pretty intense dream right before awakening. Dream behind the cut. It gets a little gory, be warned. )

Aside from horrifically bloody dreams, yesterday was pretty good overall. I walked during my lunch break and had another delicious mason jar salad for lunch. I'm still working on the food/better nutrition thing. I thought I was doing okay yesterday, since last week I'd brought too much food to work with me. By the time I got home last night, though, I was very hungry and thus overdid it a little at dinner. So I'm going to have to tweak the amount of food I bring to work with me so I'll have something to eat later in the afternoon. Apparently all my willpower goes to hell in the evening/at the end of the day, which at least is consistent with studies on willpower. I just have to work on not needing to rely on willpower to get me through the last few hours of the day. More on that when I figure it out, I guess.

My coworker is back from his sick leave, but he's only back part-time. He'll be here during the week, four hours a day only, at least until the end of June. So I still get my nights and weekends to myself, which is pretty keen. It's a win for me for now, though my boss has made noises about moving someone over to my shift, which is not as awesome. I don't feel a particular affinity for either of the two guys he's thinking of putting with me, and I'd honestly rather be left to my own devices at work rather than have to learn to work with another partner. That being said, I'm paid to work here, so if that means learning to work with a new partner, so be it.

Since I'm alone this weekend I'll have to do my walking after work, which is fine. It just means I'll have to make sure I get out there and walk when I get home, rather than collapse in a puddle. See above: less willpower at the end of the day.

The yoga has also not happened yet, due to my poor life choices/going to bed too late. I have at least found a nice yoga-for-beginners routine that seems doable. Oh, and before I forget, I should think about the things I am grateful for today:

1- Bananas. No, seriously. Yummy, portable, not messy, and a great source of potassium. Also, it sounds funny when you say it a lot. Bananas!

2- I am grateful that I live in a place in which food is not only plentiful but generally inexpensive and nutritious and comes in a variety that many people can only dream of.

3- I got interrupted by work before I could get to #3, so I guess I'll say I am grateful that I have work to do that I find rewarding.

And that's it for now. Stay tuned for more riveting updates. Possibly with less blood next time.

I'm back!

May. 2nd, 2014 09:05 am
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (White People)
The laptop charger arrived, so I am all set. When finances loosen up a little I am going to get myself another one, so I can keep one in Montreal and one in Ottawa. I think it was at least partly the fact that I had to wrap the cord over and over and over that led to the plastic/rubber casing wearing out and then fraying to the point of snapping. If I make the cords travel less, I'm sure they'll survive longer. Plus it'll save space when I pack.

The week in review. )
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Ahem)
A quick poll. It occurred to me that not everyone wants to read that sort of thing, and that I could always make an opt-in filter for it, so that it wouldn't clutter up peoples friends' pages. Of course, people might not care, either, and it's been a really long time since I made an LJ poll. So, indulge me. ;)


[Poll #1963887]

Whoops!

Apr. 8th, 2014 10:41 pm
mousme: A picture of the muppet Forgetful Jones from Sesame Street (Forgetful Jones)
Thank goodness for the fact that I always put things in my phone and my computer calendars with alerts. The fact that I basically have no short-term memory these days has made me paranoid, so I tend to make back-ups of my back-ups when it comes to important dates. It turns out that my doctor's appointment is tomorrow, not in two weeks. If it weren't for the pop-up reminders on my phone and computer, I would have missed it completely. Eesh.

This is good news, though. Instead of waiting another two weeks the way I thought I'd have to, it feels like I'm getting a "head start" now.

At [livejournal.com profile] griffen's suggestion, I'm going to try to write down three things every day for which I'm grateful, in the hopes that it will turn my mind in more positive directions than it's been going of late.

So, in no particular order:

1- I'm grateful for our medicare system, which ensures that I can get treatment for whatever might be wrong with me without worrying about how I'm going to pay for it, ever.

2- I'm grateful for my job, where I am treated well and compensated more than fairly for my work, and where my boss believes in treating all his employees like actual human beings.

3- I'm also grateful for my family, because there can never be enough love in the world.

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