And I love whoever plays Gwen--odd teath and huge eyes and amazing cheekbones and all that on top of being a damn good actress. Yum.
I've been rewatching the Christopher Eccleston Dr Who, and she appeared in the third episode. It's fun watching these with Wallybee, she's not so jaded/demanding about special effects and such things, so she's easily impressed and/or freaked. I'm looking forward to Dalek (and also the first appearance of Captain Jack, which aside from being the first appearance of Captain Jack, is also a damn fine horror story.)
Not to mention the first appearance of Captain Jack.
Oh my goodness, Captain Jack is awfully fun to hang out with.
Not to mention the first appearance of Captain Jack.
Well, now that you mention it...
I had no idea Christopher Eccleston was going to be on Heroes. I watched a whole episode thinking, "I know that voice but he just doesn't look familiar at all." Then I caught his name in the credits of the next episode and finally put 2&2 together when I heard him speak again.
Did someone mention Captain Jack? Mmmm. Happy thoughts for going to bed.
ok, setting up DVR for the new season. Seems I got NOTHING on Fridays (gave up on Numb3rs). And Saturday is empty until BSG starts up again. And Sunday is empty. Am I forgetting something?
O yes, and I am fully aware how couch-potato(e)y/lazy ass MoFo that sounds.
woot! I think I just convinced my Uncle to come down to see the new play. I'm determined to get him hooked on Firefly. Tho I am a bit concerned about the pilot, and the battle scene (Vietnam Vet with history of PTSD). Might skip that one. Oooo it looks like Avenue Q is in LA. Maybe take him to that one too.
Ahh, Captain Jack.
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...er, yeah, there were other things I meant to say.
thinks
(I like Gwen too, incidentally, and agree that she's v. pretty.)
And that makes *me* think of a really poorly aimed whip/flogger.
Aw. You know you've been in
Bitches
for a while when you can remember back when Teppy really
was
vanilla. I mean, VERY vanilla! French vanilla, even - we had whole conversations about the sheer lack of kink.
(And when Aimee was the Fair Fiancee, and when Billytea lived in the US and was married to somebody else, and when JZ and Hec were a seekrit, and Pete was an unknown quantity, and
Bitches
used to randomly segue into bits of NC17 RPS starring Spike.)
Today I (with colleagues & parent volunteers) took 40 6-year-olds to Crocodile World, where we walked over a huge pool containing at least 10,000 crocodiles (according to the publicity materials, which I tend to believe, because - fuck, that was A LOT of crocodiles. It was like being in
Jurassic Park)
and also observed assorted sad zoo animals in quite small living quarters, and I am happy to report that nobody was eaten or lost. Go Team Us!
(the kids were all primed to be observing whether the animals had enough water/food/space/shelter etc, and we will be continuing on to designing our own better zoo/farm complexes in later lessons. I flat out refused to take them to the shows, which makes me The Mean Lady, maybe, but - I've been to see this kind of thing already in Thailand, and I do not feel confident that it is in the best interests of the animals to encourage elephant shows or crocodile shows which are run with an oldskool Circus sensibility.)
ion, I am KNACKERED to death. Last night I got home late after watching
La Traviata,
which was really quite good (but did my head in in terms of gender politics far more than
Moulin Rouge,
oddly enough) and then this morning it was up and off to Crocodile World. And then a staff meeting. And now I
should
be tutoring, but I phoned in to cancel because I. Am. Knackered.
Am getting a taxi home and ordering takeout. Yes I am. And reading my new Ellen Kushner book.
Love y'all.
(VW, I second the wouldn't-hurt-to-politely-email-the-librarian people, incidentally.)
Do you think the kids realised the not-goodness of the animals' situation, Fay? Because that would be nice, all of your teaching moulding the young minds of Thailand, mwahahahah!
