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Help! The more I spend, the easier it seems to get. Especially when things are on sale!
You'd think I'd be being careful, wouldn't you, after a major outlay on the new computer just last week? A sensible person would, I'm sure.

::sticks fingers in ears and whistles unconcernedly::

The damage so far:

- Oscar and Lucinda on dvd for £2.99 with free P&P. It's not without its flaws as a film, but makes up for it by having a luminous Cate Blanchet and a very fey Ralph Fiennes on screen together. Complete impulse buy - but irresistable at the price!

- Season 3 of Supernatural. This has been on my wishlist ever since there was a release date for it, and, well, now that season 4 has started, I gave in to temptation and sold my soul to the devil... Seriously, flist, if you don't already watch this show and you're looking for something clever, moving and just scary enough to not quite give you nightmares, you could do far worse that give it a try.

- And finally, one more impulse buy, which I'm blaming on a bad case of work avoidance this morning: Edward Gorey's Amphigorey for £8.06, free P&P again. It's a collection of fifteen of Gorey's works, including three that I know and love: The Gashlycrumb Tinies, The Unstrung Harp and The Curious Sofa. By this point, any semblance of willpower has long since fled the scene.

It's a slippery slope. Oops! ::slides merrily down into penury::

I wasn't expecting very much from this show. In fact, I only ended up owning the dvds of the first half of season one because I came across them secondhand in Edinburgh and thought that, well, something that brynnmck posts so enthusiastically about was probably worth a try. After all, she wasn't wrong about the magic of due South or Slings and Arrows or the rest of Canada fandom that has kept me happily occupied for so many months on end, was she?

So I brought the SPN dvds back in my suitcase, and then they languished unwatched and unloved, gathering dust in my living room for almost a year...

I wish I could remember what it was that prompted me to sit down and start watching, apart from the fact that I had just acquired a shiny new LCD television. It's not like I didn't (still do!) have tonnes of other stuff waiting to be watched.

Anyway, just over two months later and I'm just finishing my second watch-through of every episode of SPN's three seasons, and I have to say how impressed I am with this show. I wasn't expecting it to be nearly so intelligent, consistently well-acted or emotionally satisfying as it's proved to be. It's also interesting to note that I am apparently not such a wuss as I thought I was - the show has its share of creepy moments and its jump-out-of-your-seat moments, but so far, at least, my nights have been free of spirits, vampires, demons and other assorted nasties. Sam and Dean Winchester, OTOH, would be extremely welcome in my dreams. Heh.

So this post is by way of saying thank you to Eric Kripke, who created the show and who apparently keeps a tight creative rein on things - wise man! - and to everyone else involved in production. And, of course, to Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki. ♥♥♥♥

Just home from work, and I'm itching to watch yesterday's episode of Supernatural, the one before the last for this season.

But first I wanted to post my entirely unspoiled speculation about how the boys might manage to get out of Dean's deal with the Crossroads Demon. Or if not actually break the deal, find some way of preventing or postponing it or something, dammit! Because the terms of this deal were that Dean gets dragged off by the Hounds of Hell once his year is up, and that's JUST NOT ON.

( What do YOU think will happen? )

...when you open the fridge and it takes you a couple of seconds to realise that the ghostly emanation that seems to be swirling between the brie and the strawberries is actually a wisp of cat fluff attached to the underside of the shelf above.

Oh dear.

And how is it that cat fluff gets absolutely everywhere?

I mean, it's equal parts of DOOOM and squee. Because the first rush through a series, when you start off with a stockpile of episodes that you think will last you nicely into next week and then suddenly you're devouring episodes like there's no tomorrow. It's kind of fun.

The cats wouldn't agree, though. Biscuits for supper because it's quicker than messing around with tinned food. Hell, I'm not eating properly either! And no afternoon nap because, hey, who wants to waste time on sleep when I could be watching Sam and Dean Winchester looking hot, snarking at each other, and salting and burning corpses? Yep. I'm watching Supernatural. And it's all brynnmck's fault. Heh.

And now it's half past ten, I've lost count of how many episodes I've watched today, and I really REALLY want to watch the next one.

::sigh:: It's an addiction all right.