SPOILERS under the cut for season 1 and 2 of We’re Alive.
You should totally listen to it before getting spoiled by my theory, yo.
No, seriously, it’s really good. Go listen to it right now.
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Ok, here goes..
Posted in From other places, Literature-ish Stuff, Live Commentating on September 22, 2014| Leave a Comment »
SPOILERS under the cut for season 1 and 2 of We’re Alive.
You should totally listen to it before getting spoiled by my theory, yo.
No, seriously, it’s really good. Go listen to it right now.
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Ok, here goes..
Posted in Everyday, From other places, Live Commentating, Movie Stuff, TV Stuff on April 5, 2013| Leave a Comment »
I`m gonna watch Wallander for the first time. The British Wallander, mostly because of a certain someone. I`ll try to marathon through the three first episodes in a row. It’s my first time (though I have seen & read the Swedish ones long ago) and I shall of course live-blog in between the intermittent screams of excitement and yawns of boredom that I can currently foretell. Gird your loins, for there will be ladyboners all over the place!
But not just yet, I`ll rather make one big post than several little tidbits of repetitive squealing and descriptive clawing at the screen.
Posted in From other places, iRead, Literature-ish Stuff, Live Commentating, Other Pictures, tagged book commentary, live blogging, love interest, The Pledge, Twitter on February 13, 2013| Leave a Comment »
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Posted in From other places, iRead, Literature-ish Stuff, Live Commentating, Not Mine, Other Pictures, tagged Body Finder, Book, commentary, Desires of the Dead, Kimberley Derting, live blogging, plot twist, Serial killer, The Body Finder, tweeting, unsub, Violet, whodunit on February 11, 2013| Leave a Comment »
The Body Finder
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Desires of the Dead (The Body Finder #2)
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Majestic osprey is majestic.
Posted in Literature-ish Stuff, Live Commentating, tagged bird of prey on December 27, 2014| Leave a Comment »
“A new sound answered my scream. Shrill and far away, it seemed familiar and completely foreign. I listened, ears straining over the roar and crackle of the fire and the distant groan of metal. It repeated, closer. A bird. Not just a bird. It was no robin or sparrow crying out for me. It was a bird of prey. (…) The bird cried out, its lovely song nearly in my ear.”
SO MAJESTIC!
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