I Ain't Afraid of No Daleks

While at the laundromat last night, while waiting for my machines to finish, I took a wander 'round the Everyting for a Dollar store at Mid-town Shopping Center.

Hmmm--the things you find there..and wonder who would ever buy them.

Okay, books section. There's was a book titled "America's Love Affair with Air Conditioning." I-kid-you-not. Someone actually wrote a whole long book on the history of air conditioning in America. Judging by the large number of unsold copies--even at one dollar (that's 50 P, if you're British), I'd say that not many people care about the history of air conditioning in America.

In the socks and underpants section, there were ladies' athletic socks that read "Property of Jesus." Oh, I bet the Almighty is lovin' that, ey?
And, again I must ask myself, who the heck would buy those?

And, the male shoppers had their choice of camoflague or tiger-stripped pants to choose from! Won't their partner's get a surprise when they drop their drawers on Saturday night, ey?

There was a DVD on caring for begonias. Oh, bet that's an exciting 50 minutes of viewing. Great cure for insomia, I imagine you'll be snoring into your popcorn watching that one. Well, if you're a begonia fan, I suppose it might be riveting. Nahhh.

And, let's not forget the lavendar-musk scented candles...to go with the tiger-striped undies, I suppose.

Ah well, another nice spring day, temps in the 70's F. Supposed to dip back into the 40's F, later in the week though, sadly.

So, had to go to more lab tests this morning, make myself into human pin cusion yet again. Not as bad as when I was in hospital, back in January, where they were sticking me with needles literally every two to three hours for 24 hours straight. Can't say I reaaallly enjoyed that much.

Did my laundry last night, so I could sleep in on Friday. I'm utterly knackered and have no clue why, but I figured a little extra sleep won't hurt. When did I get to the point where I start liking to take naps???? Next thing you know, I'll be wearing adult nappies and leaving my teeth in a glass alongside my bed at night. Sheesh.

Would you believe? I got ANOTHER PM asking for David Tennant's phone number? What the blazes is going on? I think maybe some false information is going 'round the internet or something. I don't know the man and never will know the man, and even if I did, I wouldn't ever give some person on the internet his phone number. Wow, what a headtrip some of these kids are...but, they're nice kids, so I don't have a cow or anything like that when I respond to them. Just tell them politely but firmly to bugger off, ha-ha. (Just kidding).

Well, break's over. This is my blog entry for today. I have no life. Have a nice day.

"I'm really not sure this pendant will go with my tie--but it will match my golden thong beautifully!"