Okay, this week's Doctor Who is freaking my shit out. This might stay with me as badly as the gas mask kids from two seasons or so ago.
Like I wasn't already having trouble sleeping.
Grr. Can't find my Percocet. I feel like a crazy addict or something, but...I need my rescue meds for when my abortives don't work. Speaking of which, insurance denied my full prescription again. They've got to understand it's cheaper than the ER. To which I went too many times last week.
Are there fireworks somewhere along the lakeshore or at Wrigley? I keep hearing distant explosive sounds.
If it's thunder it sounds really weird.
Oh, I was hearing that too. Don't know what it was. Not thunder, as radar shows nothing in the area.
When does the new Who season start on Scifi?
July 6th I think -- well the Friday of that week.
IT'S SCARING ME. I DON'T WANT TO WATCH ANY MORE.
Fucking hell. That was way scarier than any hour of TV has any right to be. That was brilliant.
Now off to read the whitefont.
Brenda--yes! Way cool on the house stuff. People just are full of...well, not surprises so much as developments. Congratulations on this next one of yours.
Brenda! That's so excellent! Good luck.
Okay, so I had decided that I needed some more Daniel Craig in my photo folder to be part of the screen saver so I google image him and the first thing that appears is this extremely not safe for work image . . . and I swear there must be something wrong with me because I think that the DB bath pics are hotter and I can't help but wonder why he's in the tub w/o water and what the heck film this was from anyway, you know?
That's not a hot pic, no. I agree with you, sumi.
I mean, it can be kinda gratifying, but it feels exposed and not in a way that tittilates me. Too much, perhaps.
Cash, it was quality TV.