the slow luxury of reeling one another in.
Sep. 7th, 2010 03:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
damkiannaSo I let my Rosetta Stone lessons slide a little, and then the day I was considering picking it back up again, I stepped on the cord connecting them to the computer - just stepped on it! Nothing crazy, I swear - and crack-pwing, I had a USB board, two casing halves it took nearly five minutes to find under the couch, and a very nice set of earmuffs. :P
Fortunately, my sister came over on Sunday - after an extremely difficult and emotional conversation with my mother about lawnmowing, no lie - and we went shopping. Generally speaking, I hate shopping, but there are two exceptions to that rule: 1) when I am shopping for things I have been thinking about for a while and have definite plans for, and 2) when I am shopping for books. This trip fell under both exceptions, and so I had a marvelous afternoon that ended with six new skeins of yarn, three books, and a pile of stuff from Staples - including a lovely new pair of headphones with a mic. \o/
I am now moderately caught up, and so, without further ado ...
First of all, let me start off with a round of yays: yay Flynn, yay Provenza, yay Sanchez and his superhero leap over the couch. :D The reveal of the landlord's creeptastic niceguyism was pretty decent - at first, I was afraid it was going to turn out to have been Fiancé Lady, because she sounded unsettlingly ragey for a bit there.
Mostly, though, I just ♥ Captain Raydor forever. I cannot describe how much I adore watching her interact with Brenda. Parts of the speech she made at the end were kind of take-it-or-leave-it, but overall both she and Brenda had valid points, I think, and she concluded it on a really strong, sweet note. I loved Brenda's reveal of the new purse and Raydor's ensuing fist-pump of triumph. I would watch the Brenda-and-Raydor-Together-They-Fight-Crime show FOREVER.
I have to admit, the arm-on-the-bench-back thing during the talk in the park made me squee just a little bit. Also, I liked that Isles's idea of emotional was discussing zygomatic structural similarities.
Not!Jett Jackson was mad badass about kicking the door in - he is so awesome. I think they're actually doing a pretty decent job balancing between Rizzoli and Isles and everybody else in the department; it would be so easy to let him, or Rizzoli's former partner, kind of vanish into the background.
And, oh, I am such a bad person, but - the nabbing! Rizzoli's distress! The chat at Rizzoli's place ("intelligent, amazing, goofy", "not an evil bone in your body" **handclutch**, etc.)! Their argument over saving Isles's life! Even the last few seconds of talking and laughing and throwing stuff at Rizzoli's brother - this ep was made of shipping gold, seriously. And the tie-in at the end about doing whatever it takes for family, with Isles's dad killing O'Rourke (?) vs. Rizzoli and co. letting him, and both sets doing it for Isles, wasn't anywhere near as anvilicious as I was dreading. I do wonder whether they're planning to do more with the reveal of Isles's background - I suppose they can leave it be if they like, and then yank it back in whenever they need to.
Also, I watched what I think was the episode of Covert Affairs that I'd missed. Damn, they suddenly hit the gas on the Sri Lanka Boyfriend arc. Which is good, in a certain sense, because it's a lot more dramatic and I don't have to sit through nearly as many Sri Lanka flashbacks; but I really wish they had done a little more character stuff before now. Maybe I need to rewatch, but the drama isn't hitting me quite as hard as I think it's supposed to be, because ... I don't know. I feel like I just don't know these people well enough to be truly torn. Joan is pretty hardcore, but I don't know her well enough for that scene in the interrogation room to make me feel either stung by the idea that she's using Annie, or like I ought to have faith that she's got good intentions. Same goes for Arthur and Jai. (Of course, yes, by the end, I was pretty sure; and I am glad Joan's on Annie's side.)
I also am kind of tired of the whole "omg shades of gray the CIA is haaaaaaard" thing they keep giving Annie. I mean, I'd be shocked if they didn't have a little of that, because she is new and all, but ... you're a SPY, Annie. Yeah, it's a tough job; yeah, you aren't always going to be completely sure you're doing the right thing; if I may be so frank, DUH. GET A GRIP. Also, SCOPE OUT the location of a meet before you walk into it. Although I do appreciate your rapid escape.
So, time to feed the pets, and then keep crocheting. (Most of the yarn's for a blanket, which ... I sense that I'll need more soon, because this thing is shaping up to be huge.)
Fortunately, my sister came over on Sunday - after an extremely difficult and emotional conversation with my mother about lawnmowing, no lie - and we went shopping. Generally speaking, I hate shopping, but there are two exceptions to that rule: 1) when I am shopping for things I have been thinking about for a while and have definite plans for, and 2) when I am shopping for books. This trip fell under both exceptions, and so I had a marvelous afternoon that ended with six new skeins of yarn, three books, and a pile of stuff from Staples - including a lovely new pair of headphones with a mic. \o/
I am now moderately caught up, and so, without further ado ...
First of all, let me start off with a round of yays: yay Flynn, yay Provenza, yay Sanchez and his superhero leap over the couch. :D The reveal of the landlord's creeptastic niceguyism was pretty decent - at first, I was afraid it was going to turn out to have been Fiancé Lady, because she sounded unsettlingly ragey for a bit there.
Mostly, though, I just ♥ Captain Raydor forever. I cannot describe how much I adore watching her interact with Brenda. Parts of the speech she made at the end were kind of take-it-or-leave-it, but overall both she and Brenda had valid points, I think, and she concluded it on a really strong, sweet note. I loved Brenda's reveal of the new purse and Raydor's ensuing fist-pump of triumph. I would watch the Brenda-and-Raydor-Together-They-Fight-Crime show FOREVER.
I have to admit, the arm-on-the-bench-back thing during the talk in the park made me squee just a little bit. Also, I liked that Isles's idea of emotional was discussing zygomatic structural similarities.
Not!Jett Jackson was mad badass about kicking the door in - he is so awesome. I think they're actually doing a pretty decent job balancing between Rizzoli and Isles and everybody else in the department; it would be so easy to let him, or Rizzoli's former partner, kind of vanish into the background.
And, oh, I am such a bad person, but - the nabbing! Rizzoli's distress! The chat at Rizzoli's place ("intelligent, amazing, goofy", "not an evil bone in your body" **handclutch**, etc.)! Their argument over saving Isles's life! Even the last few seconds of talking and laughing and throwing stuff at Rizzoli's brother - this ep was made of shipping gold, seriously. And the tie-in at the end about doing whatever it takes for family, with Isles's dad killing O'Rourke (?) vs. Rizzoli and co. letting him, and both sets doing it for Isles, wasn't anywhere near as anvilicious as I was dreading. I do wonder whether they're planning to do more with the reveal of Isles's background - I suppose they can leave it be if they like, and then yank it back in whenever they need to.
Also, I watched what I think was the episode of Covert Affairs that I'd missed. Damn, they suddenly hit the gas on the Sri Lanka Boyfriend arc. Which is good, in a certain sense, because it's a lot more dramatic and I don't have to sit through nearly as many Sri Lanka flashbacks; but I really wish they had done a little more character stuff before now. Maybe I need to rewatch, but the drama isn't hitting me quite as hard as I think it's supposed to be, because ... I don't know. I feel like I just don't know these people well enough to be truly torn. Joan is pretty hardcore, but I don't know her well enough for that scene in the interrogation room to make me feel either stung by the idea that she's using Annie, or like I ought to have faith that she's got good intentions. Same goes for Arthur and Jai. (Of course, yes, by the end, I was pretty sure; and I am glad Joan's on Annie's side.)
I also am kind of tired of the whole "omg shades of gray the CIA is haaaaaaard" thing they keep giving Annie. I mean, I'd be shocked if they didn't have a little of that, because she is new and all, but ... you're a SPY, Annie. Yeah, it's a tough job; yeah, you aren't always going to be completely sure you're doing the right thing; if I may be so frank, DUH. GET A GRIP. Also, SCOPE OUT the location of a meet before you walk into it. Although I do appreciate your rapid escape.
So, time to feed the pets, and then keep crocheting. (Most of the yarn's for a blanket, which ... I sense that I'll need more soon, because this thing is shaping up to be huge.)