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So between my perusal of the archives of fandomsecrets, Welcome to Night Vale and watching Series One of Hannibal before it disappears off the Sky+, my nights have been fairly full of late...

Mostly things are fine except for the back injury which has rather stranded me in terms of being able to do anything besides hobble around like a 90 year old or lie flat on my back. In order to fix my back therefore, I have been taking long walks at night because fuck knows the damn dog doesn't get nearly enough exercise, so even a stroll with me is always beneficial, and it stretches out my lumbar muscles in a way that helps. Walking during the day is a really bad plan what with possible work colleagues being abroad in the world and going 'Oi, aren't you meant to be laid up at the minute?', even though walking was actually suggested by the doctor, and also my pesky aversion to sunlight. I'm not a vampirist mental or anything, I just prefer not to be seen by other people because their eyes are everywhere watching oh god, and it's just easier to be unseen at night. Aaand oops, my antisocial behaviour and SAD are showing.

In addition to walking around at night, listening to Welcome to Night Vale (because the only things that make walking the dog at 3am spookier are Cecil Baldwin's monotonous foreboding tones directly in your ears) I have also been spending a lot of my time with a very hot heat pad resting up against my spine. This helps a great deal, although I am getting twinges across my shoulders, and I kinda wish I just had a toasty warm jumper. Or just better musculature.

As well then, as the creeptastic and frankly wonderful Welcome to Night Vale to keep me safe and warm at night, I have been watching through Series One of Hannibal. And for anyone whose body-horror-squick threshold is high, I would absolutely recommend it. To any film students also. I have the irrational urge to perform scene analysis on various parts of it. It's utterly beautiful in terms of set and lighting and just all the things.

I really desperately want to pull a scene (any will do) of Will and Hannibal in Hannibal's office, or Hannibal and anyone in the dining room, or Hannibal and his shrink in her office and just do some proper mise-en-scene on that shit. The set, the shots, the lighting, the colour filters, the music (diegetic and non) the whole lot are just totally geared towards bringing out various aspects of character. The costumes are perfect for the moods. Unf. I really want to film student all over this show.

Sorry. I've always been a geek about the making of stuff, and though I did study film, it wasn't for long enough to get any kind of qualification, and I really regret that actually, because holy crap is that stuff interesting. I would dearly like to retake the class I did before and finish it. If I ever do, I'll let you know.

In other news, the next Agents of SHIELD list-review will be coming along some time tomorrow. Enjoy.

And Good Night Out There. Whatever You Are.
plum177: Calvin of Calvin and Hobbes comics, sulks at a school desk. Text reads: 'Reality continues to ruin my life'. (C&H - reality ruins my life)
My throat has gotten into the spirit of Children in Need by coming over with spots. Or rather it's swelled up and got 'orrible white bits in it. Swallowing is a pain in the neck. Literally. So is just about everything though tbh. Urgh.

So between the fact that I'm having trouble breathing and the nagging headache (not heavy, just constant) I'm not really up for much more than reading comics and listening to ISIHAC. Which is what I've been doing. So that's alright then.

I do need to go shopping for more soft things to eat though, since I'm running out of eggs and Heinz Tomato Soup.

Mostly I just want to sleep. Is that such a bad idea?

ETA: Fixed myself up a hot orange and honey drink. Om nom nom. I far prefer the bourbon to the original suggestion of brandy, and over the years we've discovered that vodka is a bit too much and rum is just plain weird, but bourbon is clearly the best in terms of medicinal value and taste.

Plans for this evening:
Cook up enough to keep me going for the rest of the week. SUCCESS!
Snuggle into a warm blanket and doze. Well... I managed the blanket part. Less so the dozing.
Dig out the Hobbit from wherever I've managed to hide it and indulge in my favourite and best method of time-wasting whilst sick. To begin at the beginning... "In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit." [...] "'Thank goodness!' said Bilbo laughing, and handed him the tobacco-jar."
Go to bed before 2am. FAIL. 'Though this is mostly to be blamed on the fact that I was finishing off The Hobbit. I was only 20 pages away by 2am, what was I supposed to do? Sleep?! I think not.


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