Well, today was pretty much the way I'd thought it'd be. Had a record number of "hang-up's"---calls where the person slams the phone in yer ear, right after you tell them who you are. Beat my old record by three calls.
Oh, then there's the people who shout, "How DARE you! Why are you calling me on a weekend?"
I dunno', I like to torture myself for five hours, talking to chav idiots? Or, "You can't be calling me today! Don't you know it's Sunday?" For which I'd really like to say to them, "Oh my God! It is???? What am I doing here at work? How'd I get here? And who are you?"

I've got this person--nice person, but...---that's PM'ing me on a Dr Who website. Ugh! This person is a know-it-all, which is fine--but the person doesn't pay one speck of attention to what the other person (namely me) is saying, and just goes on and on and on...and on and on and on...:roll: I mean, I'm glad the person in question is taking an interest, but...honestly--I can't stand people who prattle on about stuff, when the subject has been addressed and it's more than time to move on to something else. Dang!

On more than one PM or post, I've--I'm assuming-- stated my facts--and this person just rolls right over what I"ve said, like I've said nothing at all.

I don't want to hurt this person's feelings by repeating myself, as then the person may take that as I'm arguing with them--when I'm not! Oh, and that's another irritating thing---this is one of those over-the-top sensitive people---the one's who take something small and insignificant, that DIDN'T pertain to them, personally--and make it personal, and get all upset and hurt over absolutely nothing.

I love my fellow Whovians--and have tried to encourage this fan to participate more on the website--but by gosh, I am ashamed to admit this--but now I'm really sorry I did. :**:

So, at a friend's urging, I looked at some stuff out there on the internet, concerning the Series 3 Press launch of Doctor Who--looks fantastic...'course I am a tiny bit prejudiced.

I noticed, that Mr. Tennant had to seriously deepen his voice to say, "Judoon." Don't know if that's because he's trying to convey seriousness---or if he's overcompensating for his Scots accent. I mean, think about it--"Judoon." The name sounds very Scottish to me. Tennant's pseudo-English accent is really quite sexy, when it deepens like that. Oh great. One more thing to turn on the already turned-on drooling, screaming fangirls. Yech. :zz:

So, if the Daleks now have "feet," do they wear trainers, too?

And, I hear the Doctor's first snog with Martha is really a "genetic transfer." Okay then, so now, when I tell people that I'm a genuine old maid, who's never been properly snogged--instead, I can make it sound more...erm...interesting. "I've never been genetically transferred."

Of course, the rumors are rampant--one that the mysterious Mr Saxon--played from the actor from Life on Mars, whose name escapes me at the moment (I've only seen adverts for the show, but it looks terrific, even better than Torchwood--sorry, RTD---and I hope to see it, someday.) Anyway, rumour mongers say that this Saxon chap is really the Doctor's son. Yeah, well...and I suggest that he might be the Doctor's mother or gay lover. Afterall, the Doctor is an alien. :roll:

I've no clue when I'll be seeing Series 3, but from what little I've seen and heard, I've a hunch the Who team has once again raised the bar, leaped all the hurdles and won the jump-off. (Like the way I managed to include a horsey reference here?) :))

I would have given anything to be at that press launch, tho'. Imagine it must have been pretty spectacular, ey?

Anyway, check out Tennant's threads in the above photo--very disco. I can honestly say, that I've not seen a suit like that, since around 1976 or '77. Of course, I don't think it's polyester, still...wonder if David ever sings, and dances to, "Stayin' Alive" while vacuuming. Oh, hang on. That's me...sorry.