broadcast me a joyful noise

I've had a pretty rocky week, and I am just going to make a tiny picspam so that if this week is equally rocky (which it is shaping up to be -- impressive, considering it hasn't even begun yet) I will have something to open and stare at and remind myself of things that bring me joy. Okay? Okay.

( Spoilers, obviously )

Tra la la la laaaaaa la la la la! Sign-ups are open!

Seriously, Yuletide is the best seasonal fun a fandomer can have, and a great chance to write something/have something written for you in a small fandom, so I'd really encourage everyone to give it a go. There are some really interesting fandoms listed this year (CATHERINE JINKS' PAGAN SERIES. HOMG.) but I'm glad I did it last year, because I could scratch a few off my personal list to make room for NEW ones. I ended up requesting Dexter, Jekyll, Larklight & Shakespeare Retold's Taming of the Shrew; I'll probably write up my Letter to Santa once assignments are given out.

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Watching the new Office episode. OH KELLY KAPOOR. ILU.

I'd forgotten how much I love The Office. Bizarrely, though, it makes me wish I had a job. (You know. Not their jobs, but...employment. Coworkers. Etc.) Of all the S4s that are starting soon (funny how many good shows started four years ago!), I am probably most excited about this one.

Okay, and BSG :D Speaking of, I have been sporadically downloading stuff during the post-VVC festival of shiny things, and I do have a particular rec:

Signal to Noise by keewick. Loosely Lee-centric, but it contains footage from all three seasons, and I love it because it cleverly illustrates the moral ambiguity at the heart of the show; the decisions, and corruptions, the uncertainties of allegiance, the politics and mythology, and the shifting lines of trust and responsibility between the characters. It's a tricky song, too, but the editing suits it beautifully.

For once, for once, my immune system has impeccable timing - I'm getting sick, but my mid-semester exams are over and I only have one assignment to get done this weekend. This afternoon/evening I have finished S5 of The West Wing, made some embarrassing flaily noises at Bradley Whitford and Jason Isaacs (GAZA. OMG.), and I am now planning to sleep. A lot.

The latest Office episode was probably the greatest. thing. ( imagineable. )

1. “No sex forever, Apollo,” she says without raising her eyes, and his hand wavers near his pile of coins, under the amused gazes of the entire table, before he sighs and folds on a hand of full colours.

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Yuletide is drastically incomplete and yet all I want to do is write fifty-sentences fic of pilots in an established relationship because the fandom has a sad lack of that and CLAIRZA IS A HO (yeah, remember that one?) and she is encouraging me in an extremely unhelpful manner.

I watched all of Arrested Development S3 yesterday and today, which meant many gleeful hours sitting on the couch stuffing my hand into my mouth to keep from shrieking with laughter. WHAT. As I told Ji: S1 was funny and random, S2 was hilarious and batshit insane, but S3 was like what might result if Shati, Emmy and Sweeney took a lot of illegal drugs and then sat down and threw ideas around and only kept the MOST RIDICULOUS ONES.

I want to watch all of The Office S2 again. Randomly.

I am yet to watch the latest ep of Torchwood, even though it is sitting there on my hard drive. Mostly because everyone's reactions to it, even the purely non-spoilery stuff that I've been exposed to, have been less than enthusiastic.