Also, I love hanging out with my old Uni roommate. At the weekend I went with her to see her friend's band (they were good! And they have an awesome name) we started watching the first band on. And were remarking on the singer's beard. I mean, this was a full on "We have to go baaaaaaaaaack!" beard. And you know how you have to speak rly loud at gigs so the other person can hear, and sometimes the music stops mid sentence and you find yourself shouting in a momentarily silent club and you go D:? Guess what happened just as she told me "That guy needs to be shorn!"

Go on, guess.

Things I never had to worry about before watching Being Human: that Terry Wogan was about to call someone a whore. Srsly, did not need that. Did not need most of that last Being Human WTF was that I don't even.

I loved Sherlock Holmes! But I always like the silly adaptations of it, so I was pretty easy. The best ones never need to make Watson a dumbass to make Holmes look better.

For some reason I have completely OD'd on british post-apocalyptic sci-fi over the past week or so. I was always a massive fan of Day of the Triffids, and I was dead pleased with the new adaptation. Even though I was left thinking that Eddie Izzard needed a hug which I am 90% sure wasn't what they were going for.

EVERYONE NEEDS TO GO WATCH SURVIVORS RIGHT NOW. THERE IS MORE IN A WEEK. YOU CAN CATCH UP! I love it really hard. To my surprise (and delight) there is only one white guy in the main cast, and he is a horrible, scary, adorable sociopath. Paterson Joseph plays a guy who is Batman levels of prepared. The mum looking for her kid is wonderfully bossy. The doctor lady is great. The kid is lovely; he quite likes life after the apocalypse because people let him keep chickens! And then there's the rich guy who misses his laptop the most.

Seriously go watch it there are like six episodes.

I don't even care that Doctor Who was bad. I haven't lol'd so hard in ages. MILLIONS OF MASTERS AND DOCTORDONNA :DDDDDDDDDDD

Also, if you like comics please read this.

Today was the funeral of the last great aunt. I am not over because lol £100 plane tickets. Apparently my mum got a phone call at 10:20 am from her brother, who was supposed to be at the funeral, which started at 10. "I've been a bold boy," he said. "They left me behind!"

He was supposed to be getting a lift from another brother, who was slightly distracted by this happening to his neighbours last night and forgot. Poor uncle Gerry couldn't drive himself because he got his hip replaced a few weeks ago. He's the one who when he saw the epidural coming shouted loud enough for people the other side of the hospital to hear "THAT'S THE LAST TIME I'M GETTING FUCKING PREGNANT!"

Last night, the_wanlorn and I watched Global Frequency, which was an unaired TV pilot from a few years ago, based on a Warren Ellis comic. IT IS SO AWESOME. It's all about how the world would be better if people just ~*~talked to each other~*~ and how people who are just good at their jobs are as effective as superheroes, and there are a bunch of rly competent ladies and one slightly faily dude.

Then today I decided to read up on it. And found this. And this.

:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

So I said to the_wanlorn "You know what I love in a TV show? Ladies who kick lots of ass while being emotionally constipated. Also, ambiguous-to-evil guys who aren't in that many episodes but occasionally have to work with the good guys (yes it's specific, but you'd be surprised at how often that exact thing comes up) especially if he kind of fancies said kick ass lady and she can't stand him. Find me one of those!"

I didn't even start on my love of muppets. You guys. It's Blake's 7 with added muppets.

1} I am so drun right now. I think I charned our sponsor into giving us more monehy, but rkght now I could not tell you WHAT I asked of the poor mam

2) I think I agreeed to a threesome witrh mhy friend and her boyfriend? IDEK. It was a,lomgg night.

It turns out you can, in fact, have a conversation about the zombie apocalypse IRL! You just have to start talking to a couple of teenies perusing gas masks in the Army and Navy shop.

Also, this is getting a tad out of hand.

She says, on her way out the door to a French flag burning party.