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It's was incredibly cold today. Considering that just yesterday we were all sweating under the scorching sun, as we have been doing for the entire month, it was CONFUSING. Not that I'm complaining, because I'm all for the cold weather, but it WAS quite surprising. STILL. I GOT TO WEAR MY GRYFFINDOR SCARF. And oh, but it looked so pretty flapping in the wind. ♥

I don't think It'll stay like this for long, though, because apparently there's a hurricane nearby (NO, NOT HURRICANE DUMBLEDORE). Oh well. The thing about extreme cold in here is that we're not prepared for it - there's a wiff of cold air and people get out the big jackets and scarves and mittens. Northeners would mock us. Just like we mock all those foreigners that come here and wear lame shorts with WOOL SOCKS and flip flops in the middle of winter, lol.

Anyway, I went to school today when it was still dark and I came home when it was dark already. I need a vacation. *dies*

I forgot to say, but I finished State of Play on Saturday night and WHOA, totally didn't see that coming. It was still really good, and the last scene was just fantastic. I don't really see how a second season would work, though, as much as I'd like to see it, because it honestly kept me at the edge of my seat all along. And really, but David Morrisey rocked the hell out of that last ep, didn't he?

Speaking of which, I went back to seeing Blackpool (I'd seen the first ep and then discovered the shiny that is Seven'n'Ace, so...), and while when I first started watching State of Play I was thinking 'lol, Ripley', now, all I can't think is 'lol, Stephen Collings with tacky clothes'. But I liked Stephen (Yeah, I know), and Ripley is so... hard to like. Except for the sideburns, which are too loltastic not to like them, haha.

Also, David Tennant's scenes with Sarah Parish are hot. Hot hot hot.