I don't have real long to blog this am, so I'll try to keep this brief--well, it's a bit boring anyway, isn't it?

Well, as I'm writing this, the sun hasn't quite risen yet, over here. Looks like another clear, cold, sunny day though. It's currently 22 F, which according to Weather Underground is minus 5.4 C. It got down, apparently, to around minus 11 C, again last night. We're supposed to get a wee bit of snowstorm on Monday, with rain forecast for Tuesday--but you know those nutty weather forecasters, we might that, or nothing, or get two days of rain, or a full-blown blizzard, take your pick.

A David Tennant fan-girl whom I know from another website, told me her sex-god was going to be on Absolute radio this morning, between 9 and 10 am, UK time. She knows I sometimes listen to Absolute (formally known as Virgin--ha! a virgin listening to virgin...I used to think that funny...now I'm a non-drinker listening to vodka...not much of a joke in that, ey?)

Anyway, I was asked if I was going to tune in to the programme to hear David Tennant, talk about a TV film he'd shot last year, called Einstein and Eddington.

Erm--that would be a resounding no. Sorry. OK, which one of you would get up a four in the morning, to listen to some Scottish bloke talk about some film you're probably never going to see? Anyone?

Not you, fan-girls, put your hands down. We all know you'd walk through flaming treacle for the sight or sound of Mr. David sexilicious Tennant.

Oh God, did I just say the word, "sexilicious?" Well, great. Now everyone will think I'm...oh, never mind. I'm not, let me make that perfectly and most emphatically clear, ey?

Don't get me wrong, I think Tenant seems like a kind and intelligent-if not necessisarly mature--gentleman. He's very obviously a brilliant actor with huge potential to be one of the greats of our era, and certainly, the film sounds fascinating and enlightening.

But...no, sorry. Not at 4am, thanks.

Oh, I've gotten up at 4am before, for the following reasons:

To leave on a trip

To either get ready for, or to leave for, my job

To go hiking (rambling)

To go fishing or just rowing on the lake

To watch the sunrise (in late June)

To help mum get ready to go to dialysis

To feed horses (falls into the job category--under hard physical labour, but I never considered working with and around horses so much as a job, as a delight)

To help deliver kittens or puppies (why can't animals ever have babies in the daytime?)

To get ready for, or leave for, a flea market, when mum and I had our traveling Flea market stall, 20 years ago.

To finish an essay, mid-term paper, research paper, speech, feature article, press release, news script, play, etc...that was due for a class that very morning.

To memorize a stack of notes for an important college test

You'll note, fan-girls, that getting up at 4am to listen to David Tennant, isn't on the list, sorry.

Well, I've got to go have my porage, before dressing for work.

Speaking for work, we had a meeting last night. We're going back to assigned seating, and, the rug rats were told to cool it with the mobile phones in the office, and, to stop with the blasted bathing with, and spraying, perfume. Good news, there. Blimey! Last time someone did that, I still had pneumonia, and started choking while I was on the phone, 'cos I couldn't breathe.

So, kudos to our office manager. Even tho' she's never liked me (which has been really obvious for about 1 1/2 years now), and, she's a bit insecure and her manners aren't always the best--she can be very snippy and brusque at times...yet, she does work very hard, is passionate about her job--which I think is always a good thing, and deep down, I think she's actually a pretty nice person, so I never have taken her dislike of me, personally...makes me a bit sad, I suppose, that I bring this out in people, though.

Anyway, it's 8am, and I've still got to change into my work duds, and have that porage, so I will see you all tonight. Cheers.