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llywelaYahell has taken to randomly delivering my LJ notifications to the junk folder again, for no good reason that I can see.
Madness.
This week I feel like I've got loads to do but am not actually getting any of it done. My neighbours are being a real nuisance at the moment. The bloke who lives directly above me keeps waking me up in the middle of the night playing music and stomping around. Last night he put music on at 1.30am, which woke me up, and the music stayed on - not loud loud, but loud enough to stop me sleeping - until 4.30am, which was when he went out and I breathed a sigh of relief and tried to get at least some sleep. Then at 5.30am his alarm clock went off, and of course he wasn't there to turn it off again!
So I'm kind of tired today. I'm going to have to have words - or at least exchange a note or two - with Upstairs Neighbour if he keeps doing that mid-week. I can live with being woken up at weekends, but not when I've got work in the morning.
And I'm also going to have to have a word with the Turkish chap who moved into the read flat next door, whose back door is directly opposite mine, only a few feet away. Since the nice weather began he's taken to having barbeques every night, rather than cooking with the oven. Just him and his girlfriend, and when he was buying the little one-use disposable ones and using them around the back of the house, in the garden proper, that was fair enough. But last weekend he bought a proper barbeque, a really big one, and a picnic table, and he's put them up just outside his back door, which is in our shared communal space. It's literally on my doorstep, and he doesn't even start the barbeque up until 9/10pm, which is when I'm trying to wind down ready for bed and work in the morning. He isn't loud, or anything - at least, he can be, when him and his girlfriend start chattering away and I can hear every word but not understand them, but they aren't usually that bad - but he is very much in my space.
I mean, I have barbeques too from time to time, but only from time to time, not every night, and I always go down into the garden proper, not right on the doorstep. Every night monopolises the communal space of the garden, and on my doorstep is just rude, and is a nuisance.
So I have two neighbours to have words with, if they carry on like this. Not a very happy thought.
I don't think I ever got around to writing up last week's Doctor Who, so here goes, in brief:
1. I'm really not going to mention the plot or mythology.
2. The characters worked. That's a Very Good Thing, and is mostly all I look for in DW.
3. I liked Frank. really wanted to keep him.
4. I was happy that Tallulah (with two 'l's and an 'h') and Laszlo got a happy ending, of sorts. Even if Laszlo couldn't be un-pigged. Not that the pig-transformation made any kind of sense in the first place, but let's not go down that road. It kind of reminded me of the Doctor saving Paving Slab Ursula last season, but felt more humane than how she ended up. The Doctor isn't human, so to him it really doesn't matter what Laszlo looks like now - he's alive and healthy, and he and Tallulah are together and in love, and that's all they really need.
5. The moment human-hybrid Dalek Sec stepped out of his shell, the obvious flaw in his plan was, well, obvious. The whole threat and authority of the Daleks rests in the fact that they have their weapons right there, in-built. The human-hybrid didn't. Thus he had nothing whatsoever to back up his authority, and was automatically in a position of weakness regarding the other Daleks. It was always just a matter of time before he got exterminated.
6. I loved the way the Daleks kept swivelling their heads to look over their shoulders while holding covert discussions, or to meet one another's eyestalks all meaningful like.
7. I liked the Doctor's inner conflict, because these were his greatest enemies, the creatures he hates the most, and yet he couldn't bring himself to commit genocide again, even after everything they've cost him, not if there was any chance of them changing. He pinned all his hopes on the hybridised Sec, but although Sec himself came through and was a genuine new hope for the Daleks, Dalek conservatism won through in the end. Inevitably, because the Daleks are what they are, and one lone voice was never going to drown out all that history and xenophobia.
8. The Doctor is just such a Plot McGuffin and Deus Ex Machina all rolled up into one handy character. He always has been. It's so convenient for the writers.
9. Martha is still hung up on the rebound, he-loves-his-ex-more-than-me thing. Get over it, girl, and just accept him for who he is, brilliant and flawed. Tallulah really had the upper hand in that conversation, and totally deserved it.
10. I'm sure I had a lot more to say than that, but my brain is pudding.
Madness.
This week I feel like I've got loads to do but am not actually getting any of it done. My neighbours are being a real nuisance at the moment. The bloke who lives directly above me keeps waking me up in the middle of the night playing music and stomping around. Last night he put music on at 1.30am, which woke me up, and the music stayed on - not loud loud, but loud enough to stop me sleeping - until 4.30am, which was when he went out and I breathed a sigh of relief and tried to get at least some sleep. Then at 5.30am his alarm clock went off, and of course he wasn't there to turn it off again!
So I'm kind of tired today. I'm going to have to have words - or at least exchange a note or two - with Upstairs Neighbour if he keeps doing that mid-week. I can live with being woken up at weekends, but not when I've got work in the morning.
And I'm also going to have to have a word with the Turkish chap who moved into the read flat next door, whose back door is directly opposite mine, only a few feet away. Since the nice weather began he's taken to having barbeques every night, rather than cooking with the oven. Just him and his girlfriend, and when he was buying the little one-use disposable ones and using them around the back of the house, in the garden proper, that was fair enough. But last weekend he bought a proper barbeque, a really big one, and a picnic table, and he's put them up just outside his back door, which is in our shared communal space. It's literally on my doorstep, and he doesn't even start the barbeque up until 9/10pm, which is when I'm trying to wind down ready for bed and work in the morning. He isn't loud, or anything - at least, he can be, when him and his girlfriend start chattering away and I can hear every word but not understand them, but they aren't usually that bad - but he is very much in my space.
I mean, I have barbeques too from time to time, but only from time to time, not every night, and I always go down into the garden proper, not right on the doorstep. Every night monopolises the communal space of the garden, and on my doorstep is just rude, and is a nuisance.
So I have two neighbours to have words with, if they carry on like this. Not a very happy thought.
I don't think I ever got around to writing up last week's Doctor Who, so here goes, in brief:
1. I'm really not going to mention the plot or mythology.
2. The characters worked. That's a Very Good Thing, and is mostly all I look for in DW.
3. I liked Frank. really wanted to keep him.
4. I was happy that Tallulah (with two 'l's and an 'h') and Laszlo got a happy ending, of sorts. Even if Laszlo couldn't be un-pigged. Not that the pig-transformation made any kind of sense in the first place, but let's not go down that road. It kind of reminded me of the Doctor saving Paving Slab Ursula last season, but felt more humane than how she ended up. The Doctor isn't human, so to him it really doesn't matter what Laszlo looks like now - he's alive and healthy, and he and Tallulah are together and in love, and that's all they really need.
5. The moment human-hybrid Dalek Sec stepped out of his shell, the obvious flaw in his plan was, well, obvious. The whole threat and authority of the Daleks rests in the fact that they have their weapons right there, in-built. The human-hybrid didn't. Thus he had nothing whatsoever to back up his authority, and was automatically in a position of weakness regarding the other Daleks. It was always just a matter of time before he got exterminated.
6. I loved the way the Daleks kept swivelling their heads to look over their shoulders while holding covert discussions, or to meet one another's eyestalks all meaningful like.
7. I liked the Doctor's inner conflict, because these were his greatest enemies, the creatures he hates the most, and yet he couldn't bring himself to commit genocide again, even after everything they've cost him, not if there was any chance of them changing. He pinned all his hopes on the hybridised Sec, but although Sec himself came through and was a genuine new hope for the Daleks, Dalek conservatism won through in the end. Inevitably, because the Daleks are what they are, and one lone voice was never going to drown out all that history and xenophobia.
8. The Doctor is just such a Plot McGuffin and Deus Ex Machina all rolled up into one handy character. He always has been. It's so convenient for the writers.
9. Martha is still hung up on the rebound, he-loves-his-ex-more-than-me thing. Get over it, girl, and just accept him for who he is, brilliant and flawed. Tallulah really had the upper hand in that conversation, and totally deserved it.
10. I'm sure I had a lot more to say than that, but my brain is pudding.
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Date: 2007-05-02 02:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-02 02:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-02 03:00 pm (UTC)That's so annoying about your neighbours. Waking you up at night just isn't fair, and keeping your barbecue in the middle of everything seems very inconsiderate.
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Date: 2007-05-02 10:05 pm (UTC)Dr Who reminded me of a kids programme this week. It didn't have the edge of some of the other episodes.