Regardless of personal opinion on superhero killiness, I just felt an incredibly weary, "but we've done that one".
Regardless of personal opinion on superhero killiness, I just felt an incredibly weary, "but we've done that one".
I'd rather Felicity and Oliver weren't a couple - it kinda compromised her character, IMO -, but in the early stretches of last season I thought, yeah, OK, if this is how they're going to do it, I guess I'm OK with that.
Well, that explains the crocodiles alligators, then.
I'm going to regret asking this, aren't I, but where does the food waste actually end up? Is it just flushed into the sewage system?
Yeah, I am a bit worried I might have done something to my back. But I've always been a bit wonky on that side, so I think it's more likely to be something similar to what you describe, only without screws and a plate and instead with some slight (natural) misalignment somewhere.
I'm not really at the "seek expert help" stage yet; it's only been a few days, I'm sort of hoping it'll calm down of its own accord. But if not, I shall certainly bear that in mind. I had sciatica for months a few years ago and did nothing about it (and it did eventually go away of its own accord), I don't really want…
Finally finished City on Fire by Garth Risk Halberg.
My weird hip pain appears to be sciatica or something of the sort. Anyway, it hurts like fuck, doesn't like either of the forms of exercise I tend to do, is supremely unimpressed with OTC painkillers, and I'm going on holiday next week and could really do without the ouch.
There is currently a building site outside my window too. Yours sounds worse, but mine is plenty annoying. And involves chainsaw-y noises. Fuck that shit.
As someone who did a lot of web programming with PHP back in the mid-to-late aughts, you've just given me a headache.
UGH.
As a European, I'm slightly alarmed at the notion that it's "absolutely disgusting" to have neither a dishwasher nor any form of garbage disposal other than a regularly emptied receptacle with a lid. I mean, the condition of my kitchen sink is hardly stellar, but disgusting seems a bit harsh.
I'm still reviewing […] Arrow
I've been trying to put my finger on what it is that, despite quite enjoying the pilot, made me so uncomfortable. "Testosterone poisoning" seems like a pretty good shorthand for it. I've no issue with all the 'splosions and shootiness, but the way they deal with Riggs' mental state is superficial and thoughtless, and…
Oh god, that's awful. I've had the shaking thing a handful of times in my life, when something has really upset me. I just suddenly started to tremble all over and couldn't stop for hours. On the "upside" it does eventually stop, and hey, there's no lasting damage as far as I can tell. But going by my own experience…
To be fair, I think last week's character death was because they'd sort of written themselves into a corner. What were they going to do with that character from there on?
Still reading City on Fire by Garth Risk Hallberg. It's well written, and I'm enjoying it, but, at around page 350, I'm sort of wondering whether this is really going to end up being worth a whole 900 pages.
Wow. That's the kind of terrible you don't see much anymore these days.
Last week (or whenever it was, I'm losing track here) I read Last Night in Montreal by Emily St John Mandel (of Station Eleven fame), and it was great, though very different from S11.
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