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I felt a little tired today; almost exactly as I did a week ago, just before I got ill, in fact. I just hope that's down to being busy, rather than coming down with something. (I'm fairly sure, in fact.) I didn't feel like drinking, well, not more than a glass of mead, though I had to remind myself that if it feels a bit much, don't sip it quickly to get it out of the way, sip it slowly so it has time to settle :)

However, I finally, finally, got some new glasses. A nicer pair, and a cheaper pair for spare. Though of course, considering the amount of time glasses spend on my face, I can easily justify getting *another* pair if I want it, and mixing and matching. I'm slightly worried by getting them without trying them on in a shop, but I think looking online is very nearly as good, especially when you consider that if you try them on, you can't see what you look like. However, browsing many does give me a feel for what I like and what I don't, whereas previously I just stuck with what I had because they seemed fine and I couldn't be bothered to experiment.

I don't know how they'll turn out -- though I'm excited to try -- but now I feel good as I'm finally, finally ahead of where I was at the end of last year! :) And having got something I meant to do for ages out of the way, I can relax a little for a bit. (Except for getting things done at work.)

Torchwood

I was expecting to want to post a review of Torchwood, but I couldn't be bothered. My thoughts are in everyone else's comments. I think I really amused you-know-who-you-are by wanting to watch it? :)

However, conveniently, foreverdirt made a wonderful post about it, so I can just link to that. http://foreverdirt.livejournal.com/339789.html. [I think non-locked] The only difference is that (I think) she sees that as an unreservedly good thing, and I don't.

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My link about the question of Susan came up in the pub last night. Some thoughts hopefully of interest are percolating and may surface at some point. (Also see livredor here.)

However, one I am (apparently) contractually obliged to relate. Health warning: do not attempt to describe refinements to this point of view to sonicdrift when she is carrying hot and/or staining liquids because it breaks her.

"It's a shame they didn't go back to England, grow up, set up Stargate Command, and return after a few hours of Narnia time with modern weaponry. Or return just long enough to swipe some submachine guns from a bunker[1]."

(Of course, in the books, the idea of returning at least long enough to plan is raised, but correctly in my opinion, discarded because they realise the wardrobe won't let them play those sorts of games[2])

But just imagine it! The Pevensie commando team, fading camouflaged across the landscape, and ambushing the witch at the height of her power, Peter leaping from the trees with a Sten gun in each hand.

"Go ahead, Tilda Swinton! Make my day."

Of course, there's still the necessity to match the characters up. My first instinct was:

Peter Pevensie <-> Jack O'Neill.
Edmund Pevensie <-> Teal'c.
Susan Pevensie <-> Samantha Carter.
Lucy Pevensie <-> Daniel Jackson.

Peter and Edmund and Jack and Teal'c are the warriors. Peter and Jack are the leaders, the boldest, the battle hardened. Teal'c and Edmund have been through the most, which gives them a sort of gnomic certainty.

Susan and Sam are the most rational, sensible ones, sometimes forced to be too serious. And let their hair down with the youngest member of the team, despite being friends with the oldest.

Lucy and Daniel are the youngest, most inexperienced, most impulsive, curious and intelligent members of the team, and somehow the heart, the ones the story has been about from beginning to end.

However, I can see other mappings too.

[1] Not sure what was standard WWII infantry weapons, despite a brief check on wikipedia.
[2] My reading a book about a magical world and *not* immediately wanting to set up a series of experiments to study it is a major event, I think I need to consider that later.