So I'm back at work, which means back to internet. I've been away all this time partly because tumblr and facebook took up almost all my online time, and because I haven't got internet at home.
This means I'm also more productive - finally a summer well lived (went to places, did things, finished some things at home...)
Last year was my debut on theatre! I had been attending drama lessons at a local school for two years, and we did a play to celebrate our growth as a group. It was a success! It was about four people gathered at a small sad house where a man had commited suicide.... and we discovered we were siblings (two sisters and two brothers). Rather short and painful, but a great experiment on human relations and broken childhoods. I'm very pleased about it, and I feel accomplished, since theatre was somehing I'd always wanted to experience. I may or may not do it again, time will tell.

As for fandom life, I've alternating between tv shows and anime, although in the last couple of months I've dedictaed myself to anime fully. Who's happy about the second season of Durarara? :D I'm about to start reading the fourth novel, if I have the time (I'm reading A Feast for Crows and Feet of Clay, and lots of manga and fanfiction... yeah)

So, how are you, lovely people? I hope you guys remmeber me! I sure haven't forgotten about any of you and I hope you're having a good time :')

Hello hello, I'm still alive and terribly busy with work and life in general - and to top it all I haven't got internet at home. I'll have it again soon. And I may post some work I've been doing lately.
I hope you are all very well and healthy and happy :)

WELL DONE, AMERICA!!!
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I've recently started doing something and nobody knows about it, except my mother and four other people involved. It's nothing dangerous or illegal, it's actually quite harmless, but I wanted to keep it secret anyway. It's something of mine, something precious, and I'm aware it's silly (I don't know how people will react when I eventually come out and say it) and it's not that I don't trust my friends and colleagues. It's simply something I want to keep to myself to the last moment. Like a surprise.

The thing is that, surprisingly, it's had quite a turn for me and suddenly I'm more involved than I'd expected, and it's so exciting sometimes I feel I might explode. All I know is this: if I'm having trouble skipping hours and keeping out of the radar in this tiny town, and doing such a harmless thing, I'm definitely not cheating material :P

I have new neighbours, a couple renting the house for the summer. There's a classic "fortysomething in crisis hooks up pretty yet unstable young thing, make your bets on how long they last" situation going on here, from what I couldn't help but gather. Because in the three weeks they have been living here, they've had two gigantic rows consisting of lots of crying and desperate loud mumblings from the girl and quiet, deep voiced replies from the man.
They also seem to enjoy epic afternoon sex - and I mean "LOUD, bed banging against the wall, moans and shouts included because we can."
It's mainly amusing. It's only embarrassing if I happen to be in the pool - next to the bushes that divide our properties, which are next to THEIR window - when I just... awkwardly get out of the water trying not to make noise. The problem is at night because I have to turn up the volume or wear earphones, and to wear them I have to be close to the computer, therefore get out of bed...
WHAT THE HELL: VOLUME. If the sex is that good then they won't notice I'm awake, right? ... Right?

Perhaps I'm too solitaire, too adept at walking on my own, at being myself, too independent, because right now I feel slightly out of place.
I enjoyed something very much, but everyone seems to think it wasn't good enough and, this is a clever fandom, very mature, so if they think so, it must be true and I'm wrong. The point is, I don't SEE anything wrong. And I think perhaps people tend to overanalyse things, but I won't get there because I have already been attacked for saying something similar.
So if I'm wrong, and they are right, and I don't see the wrongness... that makes me stupid and ignorant. My taste has nothing to do with it. My being open-minded, and my ability to appreciate things for what they are and what they could be, instead of what people think they must be, have nothing to do with it. There is something wrong with me, as a fan, and as a woman.
Clearly, I don't belong here. Very well, I'll continue my lonely journey as if I didn't have internet and was the only one in the world who read these books and watched these series. It will be like old times.

Started watching Misfits. Very promissing. I like Kelly and Curtis, Nathan is endearably annoying - if such a thing exists - I don't like Alisha and I feel sorry yet a bit creeped out by Simon.
Fourth episode and as many as I can tonight.

I've just finished watching Life on Mars. What a fantastic thing. I got into it because a friend kept blabbering about how great Ashes to Ashes was and how he didn't miss Life on Mars anymore, and despite his (usually) poor judgement in tv shows, I decided to give it a chance.

I fell in love with it right there. The setting, the pace, the characters, the cases, the music. THE MUSIC. And the mystery, the constant feeling of WTFery, the looking out for little details (I hated the little girl, that couldn't have been creepier if they tried), all the historic references that I possibly missed, the Manchester accent... everything was fantastic. And the end. It was the perfect end for me. I left me feeling happy and content.

Summing up, for me this series meant a few afternoons very well spent, in the company of people I got to be very fond of, in a very nice city, in a very cool time in history: an absolute joy.

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I need to choose between Chris Cornell and a two-week holiday.
He's coming to Buenos Aires in November with an accoustic show for two nights. If I went, I'd have to go by bus to Córdoba (five hours), then sit in a train for fifteen hours, get to Buenos Aires (noise, people, noise, smells, noise, danger of being mugged or murdered or swept by a hailstorm) enjoy the two-hour show, travel another fifteen hours, then another five to come back home, all the while spending quite a relatively interesting amount of money.

The other option is save that money and use it to disappear for two weeks in summer (December-January) with Mum or Ana or by myself.

I really, honestly can't decide. I love Cornell and his music and his other accoustic concerts have been amazing. A mystical experience. I just feel a bit drained just thinking of going all the way to Buenos Aires just for that.