I Ain't Afraid of No Daleks

someone sent me links to some "love-match" quizzes--not sure what part of "old maid" she doesn't get, but I'm bored and I need something to do while I wait for my macaroni to cook for my pasta salad.

Yes, my infection's back, more anitbiotics on the way. The day hasn't been a total loss though. I was standing outside talking to my hillbilly neighbour..."Oh, my sister's son isn't doing heroin, just the mild stuff." Oh, good, for a minute I was afraid that he was doing drugs...

Anyway, as I was saying, the day's not a total loss, 'cos as I was standing there, who should come nipping 'round the corner but the ding-a-ling ice cream van! Whoo-hoo! One ice-cream sandwich for Nancy, coming up! Livin' the high life!

So, three quick quizzes sent to me:

Who's Your Celebrity Love Match?

The Boy Next Door: Matt Damon

When it comes to love, you're looking for a man with "white picket fence" potential: the guy who will compliment your mom, helps clean the dishes and could melt the polar ice caps with his smile. He's not always perfect and can be a tad too predictable at times, but you'll love the fact that he's got a dependable job, coaches the kids on the weekends and still finds time to let you know how much he loves you. He's more "apple pie" than "devil's food cake" -- but that means the last thing he'll want to do is break your heart.

Apparently I have very high standards and didn't even know it! No wonder I never could get a guy.

Only...who's "Matt Damon?"

QUIZ 2. (a meme)

IF YOU COULD DATE A SUPERHERO, WHO WOULD THAT BE?

Spiderman--I mean, all those things he can do with his arms and legs...not to mention the mask...kinky, very kinky.

IF YOU COULD BE ADOPTED BY ANY CELEBRITY, WHO WOULD YOU CHOOSE?

After giving that one some thought, I'd probably say John Barrowman--I mean, he lives in the UK, I wouldn't have to worry about him hitting on me, he's got three dogs, I got three cats, he's got a sense of humour, seems open-minded...okay, the guy's a tad immature, and I'd probably be more of the adult in the "family," but....

YOUR IDEAL DATE: BREAKFAST AND A WALK ON THE BEACH, PICNIC AND A BOAT RIDE, ROMANTIC DINNER AND CINEMA, OR CLUBBING AND A LATE DINNER AT HIS/YOUR PLACE?

Picnic and boat ride (done the dinner/cinema thing and it's a real drag if your date and/or the film is dull, I'm not crazy about sand, and nightclubs give me a headache--and I actually do like picnics and boats)

CELEBRITY YOU'D MOST LIKE TO KISS?

Pierce Brosnon

CELEBRITY YOU'D MOST LIKE TO MARRY?

I don't see myself as marriagable, so I'll pass on this one.

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you are...

The Window Shopper--Random Gentle Love Dreamer

Your ideal match is someone who'll love you back with equal fire, and someone you've grown to love slowly. A self-involved or pessimistic man is especially bad.

What a bunch of horse-pucky!

I have NEVER "obsessed" over a guy in my entire life! Where'd they get that from? For one thing, I've never even dated the same guy, more than 3 or 4 times. Daft, just plain daft.

I've never had a "happy relationship" in my entire life. I've never had a relationship, period! A fair amount of "love experience?" I'm a flippin' old maid--never even been snogged on the lips!

Don't take this quiz, it's rubbish.

Just waiting on a cab, thought I'd type something.

I was forced to leave work early due to severe pains in my lower abdomen. They began about 30 minutes into my shift, and I was in denial for about 2 hours, but then, I found myself doubled over at my desk and knew it was time to give up the ghost and go home. So, I'm off to the health centre to see what's up. Suspect my infection is back, due to the location of the pain. So, I've got to make up the lost time or miss even more pay. As always, life sucks and then you die.

The new couple that moved into the building-the one with the young psuedo-gangsta' type dad, keep leaving their new poodle tied out unattended--I thought it belonged to a visitor, but apparently it's theirs. So now I've got a yapping, howling dog literally underneath my bedroom windows at all hours. Last night the barking went on for 6 hours straight.

Kinda' sad when a grown man can't even properly take care of a dog, isn't it? Why doesn't he get himself gelded and start wearing a dress, for pity's sake? If this phony-tough gangsta' dad can't take care of a poodle, I don't know what his wee child's home life must be like, poor thing. God help the boy if he ever had to do anything TRULY scary or difficult. He'd probably soil his trousers.

Big fight going on on the other side of my wall--throwing things, but the sound of it. I've got my own little version of EastEnders here, without a tele, ha-ha.

I got a comment last night, on my play post. Apparently some Trekkie dude thinks my play "suxs." And Dr Who, as well, apparently. I'm surprised that he didn't also throw in a "and yer mum has a mustache and wears army boots," as well.

Everyone's a critic.

Yeah, I KNOW the play "sux," So what? It's never going to get a public reading, and certainly never will be seen in performance, so...who cares? Insult me all you like, it doesn't matter one whit. I just write these things to pass the time, 'cos I suck like a Hoover at crosswords and Suduko. It's not like I'm taking the play seriously! I suppose if I was writing in earnest, I'd be upset or hurt by being told it sucks, but...obviously the rough draft of any play won't be at its best, and the rough draft of a play written merely to alieviate boredom, is certainly not going to be well-crafted, is it?

Though, to be truthful, I was hoping to get some constructive criticism...but other than Lydia pointing out some minor consistancy errors in the first posting of the play, nothing's come of it.

In fact, hardly anyone ever gives me constructive criticism--my creative work (fan-fiction, poetry and plays) is just that BAD. It was the same with my acting...no one ever said a word--all the other students would get good or bad imput, but with me: silence. Silence is hard, 'cos trust me, you imagine a lot worse things when no one says ANYTHING, than if they put you down or find fault with your work.

So, in that light, I'm actually glad that the Trekkie guy gave me a bad review, 'cos silence sux.

Cab's here, gotta' split, see'ya later.

Well, another schedule change at work again, next week--at least it's not a bad one.

Supposed to storm today, but so far only a few threatening looking clouds, amid the sunshine. Had a brief downpour yesterday morning for about 15 minutes, but then everything dried up. Somewhat humid still, but because of the cloud cover, the heat's being kept into the mid-70's to low 80's F, so the humidity is tolerable, at least. Three or four more months--maybe less, and we're back into snow, freezing rain, sleet and bitter cold weather again, so I suppose it's stupid for me to complain, tho' I don't mind the cold...only sometimes the winter just does seem to drag on forever, like this year, when we had snow on the ground from December to April.

I was reading where, here in the US, the cities are running less buses (mostly only cities have bus service in the USA), due to the gas crisis.

Tad ironic if you ask me. I mean, us poor schumucks will ride the buses more, to save money on gas and/or cab fare---meaning fewer cars on the road, meaning less vehicles using gas, thereby helping to keep demand down (while easing global warming as well, with less carbon emissions from individual cars).

Yeah, I have a bit of a bone to pick with these well=-meaning "hybrid car"/"green fuel" people--that's all well and good for THEM. THEY can AFFORD hybrid cars and green fuel--which are much, much more expensive, and also, hybrid cars don't last as long as a regular car--AND, replacment batteries cost $3000! Green fuel is even more expensive than fossil fuels--at least where I live, and there's few places that sell it yet, so most people would have to go out of their way to obtain it.

I mean, these upwardly mobile's mean well, sure. But...I'd think more of them if they pushed for better and stronger public transportation--maybe even green-fueled or hybrid public transport.

I mean, it's COMMON SENSE, isn't it? The more of us taking buses (and not all of us are fit enough to ride bicycles, let's face it), the less private cars there are, clogging up the roads.

But, common sense is a lost cause, in the 21st century.

Now the scientists are steering away from smokestacks and exhaust pipes and refridgerator coolant, and looking at....COWS.

What'd cows ever do to them?

They say it's the cows that are doing this---bullsh_t.

Cows have been around for thousands of years. In early America, buffalo roamed the plains by the millons. Their poo gives off methane as well, ya'know. Why didn't they have global warming hundreds or even thousands of years ago?

Maybe I don't have my facts right, maybe it's what the modern farmer is feeding his/her cattle, or maybe it's the disposal method, but this "let's blame the cows" bit, just doesn't seem logical to me.

Anyway, time to go to work, have a fantastic day, all!

A certain person e-mailed me a link to someone's (her friend's?) Youtube video of David Tennant. I thought is was something to do with Dr Who, but aparently it's just more sqeeing fan-girl stuff.

Good god, there goes my breakfast...excuse me while I pop off to the loo...

Can not any of these girls calm down long enough to hold a camera steady?

Reckon they're all drunk on DT's (supposed) sex appeal (bleh).

The man apparently really is a quite the gentelman though, taking the time to speak with fans, after such an exhausing role--either that or he REALLY gets off on all these fan-girl's mooning after him. Keep it in your trousers, David dear...

This was a bit different, so I borrowed it from another blogsite.

3 part quiz:

RULES; First part:

Two Word Answers only.

Second part:

Answer by taking a book from the shelf and picking the fifth sentence from any page number containing the number five.

Third part:

Answer with a photo and/or a link to a website

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1. Where is your mobile phone right now?

My dresser

2. What is your favourite personal possession?

Western painting

3. weather outside?

Partly sunny

4. What career would you most like to do?

A writer

5. Your middle name and your mum's middle name?

Beth, Marie

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part B.

Book: Last of the Great Scouts ("Buffalo Bill") by Helen Cody Wetmore (biography of Wm. F. Cody)

1. What did you do last night?

"Shortly before nightfall we reached a stream that demanded a ferry boat crossing, and as the nearest dwelling was a dozen miles away, it was decided we should camp by the stream-side."

(that really was the 5th sentence on page five, how cool was that coincidence?)

2. What happened at your job (Or at school) yesterday?

"There are some men riding on the road towards the house, we'd better be ready for trouble!"

3. How do you feel about going into confined or crowded places?

"Oh Will," she cried sorrowfully, "how could you do such a thing?"

4. What was your last date like?

"The mule received honorary mention in his report, and was brevitted a thoroughbred."

5. How do you get along with your immediate family?

"That night (on stage) he put his plan into execution by discharging his blank cartriges so near the legs of the dead Indians, that the startled "supers" came to life with more realistic yells than had accompanied their deaths."

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part C

1. Your dream home?

LINK:
http://www.modularcenter.com/cozycottages/

2. A favourite band or recording artist you listened to as a teenager?

I actually remember the very day I bought this issue--my first ever, of Rolling Stone--I was shopping with mum at the Shop-Rite supermarket on a Saturday morning, when I was 14, and was totally chuffed over finding it. Yes, I was a John Denver fa

3. Favourite holiday destination?

I dont get any holidays, but I suppose I can fantasize about some place?

4. A piece of artwork you have on your walls at home? (can be something similar)

I have the museum poster of this window, hanging on my bedroom wall:

5. Favourite televison programme of all time:

COMPANION: "Doctor, have you been doing rude things with your sonic screwdriver AGAIN?"

RULES: OPEN YOUR IPOD OR WHATEVER (I have only what's on my PC, so I don't know about this stuff) and put it on "suffle," using the song titles to answer the questions.

I'm using my random stations mix on Pandora internet radio, using all available stations I have programmed in.

Opening Credits: The Last Train (Travis)

(Shouldn't this be for the closing credits?)

Waking Up: Born to Be a Dancer (Kaiser Chiefs)

(Ha! In my dreams, perhaps...)

First Day At School: I Think I Understand (Joni Mitchel)

(She says as she give the teacher a blank look)

Falling In Love: Alone at Midnight (The Smithereens)

--well, that's apropo.

Fight Song: Smoke On the Water

(what's this say about me? As an aside, the bass tune on this number haunts me to this day--my sister spent weeks in our room, sitting on the bunk bed plunking that tune over and over (and over and over and over) on her new electric guitar she'd got for Christmas. DA-DA-DA, DA-DA-DADA, DA-DA-DA, DADA.

Breaking Up: Know Nothing (Travis)

(That's about right I suppose...)

Prom: You are the Woman (Firefall)

(Strangely, this song was popular when I was in high school. Acutally, as I recall, my HS prom's theme song was Little River Band's "Reminicing"--not that I got asked to the prom..much to dad's relief, he didn't want to shell out big bucks for a prom dress.)

Life's OK: California Dreamin' (The Mama's and the Papa's)

(Well, more like UK dreamin' )

Mental Breakdown: Leaving on a Jet Plane (John Denver)

(Jet, train, padded truck....)

Driving: Go West (Pet Shop Boys)

(West, East or North, anywhere but Glens Falls, New Jersey, Fargo North Dakokta or the Deep South. )

Flashback: Tuxedo Junction (Glenn Miller)

(Bit before my time, but a cool and romantic song)

Getting Back Together: Stacie Annie (The Fratellis)

(Erm---???)

Wedding: No Tell Lover (Chicago)

(At the wedding? I should think not!)

Birth of Child: Mr. Wonderful (Dean Martin)

(It's a Boy!!!)

Final Battle: I'm Gonna' Be (500 Miles) (The Proclaimers)

(So, in other words, run like hell?)

Death Scene: Way Out (The La's)

(What none of you know, is that I'm REALLY from Galifrey and have 13 lives)

Funeral Song: Aluminum (Barenaked Ladies)

(Ah, a song about my casket!)

End Credits: That's the Way (a-ha-a-ha) I Like It (KC and The Sunshine Band)

Hey, it's summer in the mountains--just because I live in the city now, doesn't mean I can't enjoy the outdoors!

INTRODUCTING:

VIRTUAL CAMPING!

You're all invited, so grab your insect repellent, your sturdy hiking boots and your backpack and follow me!

WELCOME TO NEW YORK'S ADRIONDACK STATE PARK--40 MILLION ACRES OF SCENIC BEAUTY!

HIKING INTO OUR CAMPING SPOT

HERE WE ARE AT LAST! Our authentic Adriondack "lean-to" shelter.

DINNER TIME!

TIME FOR THE CAMPFIRE SING-A-LONG!