she says I like long walks and sci-fi movies

Earlier today, I was going to make a post about how I was feeling miserable, and had been for several days. This had something to do with all the things I'm looking forward to this summer are things I'm looking forward to, as in not happening right now. Added to that, I appear to be stuck in a wonderful body-image / self-esteem funk of doom (I get into these from time to time - I mean, it's omnipresent, but it gets more severe sometimes, you know?). Blah blah blah blah weight blah blah blah face blah blah blah everything, but! There is a but!

 
Anyways. 

I bought the dvd set of Cagney and Lacey last weekend. Now, see, Cagney and Lacey was my first fandomfandom, before I actually knew what that was. It was before the X-Files. Before Ellen Ripley, actually, and that's going waaaay back.

And I still love it, with a fiery passion. It's cheesy, yes, from the eighties, yes, cop drama, yes, but it's just so wonderful. It was the first programme with two women as the leads, first programme with two women in professional, demanding jobs with lives and a friendship, and it was the friendship that drove it and made it so successful. Like everything, I watch it for the characters and Christine Cagney and Mary-Beth Lacey...I don't know, they just own my heart.

Chris more, though. She is flawed and she knows it, she's ambitious, selfish, driven, gorgeous and completely insecure. She's immature, she's vulnerable, she's hot-headed, she's sarcastic and oh my God, there are no words for how much I love the woman. She was the first character, first person really, to make me think that I could get to where I wanted, do what I wanted, be the person I wanted to be if I just worked at it, and she, God, I don't know, I just adore her. 


I'm sorry to ramble at you about such a random topic. My heart is swelling with love for my eighties girls, and this was the closest outlet to hand.

And do you know what bites? ITV3 is showing later episodes, that the BBC never got round to showing, and my Freeview has decided that it isn't going to show ITV3 anymore. *headdesk*

No school today! Thank God for strikes. I mean, ok, so they have a reason to strike, but we? Get a day off school. Add this to the fact that it's a teacher training day on Friday and that means no school then and I am very, very happy. Inundated with work, but still happy.

And productive! Since Friday, I have finished my Classics coursework, finished the first draft of my English Shakespeare coursework and vaguely caught up with History...although I could be doing History now but I can't be bothered, because I spent the morning doing horrible coursework so now I rest. *happy sigh*

Fandom Meme behind the cut. Don't just run away, looky! Here is a sample answer to make you happy!

Um. Less rambling crap, less Vaughn and Sydney angst and more Jack/Irina angst and sexings. Preferably with Irina in some state of undress. Thank you.

( Fandom Meme this way. Fun! )

I won't tag anyone, but it would be nice to see some of you doing this!

( Fan Fiction Reviewing - What I will be doing. (Open for additions, even now! )

Obviously my fan fiction matters to you all! Just in case you wanted to know what I'm doing, you can looky here.

See picture of love beyond the cut!

Also in today's wondeful entry:

• DH fangirling
• Isabelle film dilemmas Part 2
• Leeeeeeeena!

 

( This way to the fun that is my randomness! )