hathycol | (no subject)

Bloody weekend. All week, I've had this bizarre idea that the weekend was going to be better. Because, you know, sleeping and ROTK with Simon and everything.

I'm an idiot. Really, I am. Last night at Guides was dire. Not the actual meeting - it was peaceful, all things considered - but more along the lines that Megan was just embarassing. She's such a... well... teenager. She kept on moaning that we weren't doing anything fun, and that she was bored, and on and on to the point that even the leaders were driven up the wall. Gah.

So, woke up this morning. Felt comatose. Got up anyway. Went to work. Head exploded.

Not quite, I'll admit. After royally fucking up the whole 'healthy eating' thing (the phrase 'Buggar Alle This For A Larke' springs to mind) by eating a doughtnut for breakfast, I decided that a packet of Polo's would last me throughout my shift. It was 10% Day, and for those that have no idea what I'm blithering on about, it basically means it was a Very Big Sale day which was advertised to death. Many, many people were in the store, and I spent an awful lot of time very close to a bright green screen pressing buttons and listening to little 'blipping' noises from the till.

Something flipped in my brain. This fantastic blossoming pain spread across my head, and within about half an hour I was starting to have trouble talking to people. Then noises got muffled. I then endured an entertaining few hours with these wierd sparkly lights, although the pain lessned the second I took a brief break because my till broke down. *muffled scream of annoyance*

Attempted to leave at four, combined with blinding pain, but was forbidden by Evil Manager because the queues were too long. Wandered out eventually and went home. Half an hour in a darkened room and two paracetamols later, I felt fine. Mum reckons I experienced my very first Work Induced Migraine.

Oh, joy.

Anyway, I stayed away from the computer for a while, and hell, even did my Key Skills homework. Whilst eating tea, I watched

It was weird. Now, I enjoyed the first half or so, because you had no idea what had happened to Carter, if she was dreaming, if any of it was real. Then they went and took a lot of that away with the Jack and Daniel scenes in the SGC. But really, though, I quite enjoyed it. I liked seeing Sam go slowly insane, I liked the fact that we got a really interesting look into her psyche.

Then they screwed it up. Yes, you all knew I was going to kick off about the shippery stuff, but it was dire. Yeah, I'm biased. Yeah, it was much better than the crap that was Divide And Conquer. From another aspect, though, it completely ruined the fragile Jack's Unrequited Love idea I had going, and also was just... wrong. And why, exactly, did Sam have to have a relationship to be strong? Why did it have to be with JACK? Nice that they got the 'unattainable' idea in, but still...

So yeah. Now I feel confused. I need to watch again. After having that particuluar... experience... I am now here. But I want to go and watch the finale of 'Shattered' because my headache is coming back and because I want to see if Claire wins.

Last amusing note:

flickerswitch has competition in her claim on My Nonexistant Relationship. Simon, apparentlly, has been having a fun week. With me. Since we go out together fairly often, we are now seeing each other. Why are all my relationships imaginary?

And now I'm supposed to beta-read for someone, but looking at the opening grammer of it, I think I'm going to have a hard job. I really don't want to, but I promised I would.

Gah.

~Hathy_Col~