Hello all, just woke up. Left work 2 hours into my shift 'cos I had horrid stomach pains...apparently I have picked up a bug for certain. Got home and my temp was up from this morning. It's going for 9.00pm, and I've been in bed since 3pm this afternoon, alternating between sweats and shivers, and equally alternating between a stomach ache and body aches--woke with a sore throat as well...not the best way to be spending one's weekend, is it?
Ah well, I'm off until Tuesday, so hopefully I'll be better by then.
It's snowing here, and 15 F/-9 C. Bit warmer than it was last night, anyway. We've just missed the winter storm warning, but they've upgraded us to a winter weather advisory, so I expect we're to get a bit more snow than initally predicted...we were only supposed to get no more than an inch or two...pfft. For us here, that's like saying we're to get a sprinkle of rain.
The weather graphic http://www.wten.com/global/story.asp?S=9436254 now says 5 to 8 inches...still no big deal, but it will make the roads a bit slicker...won't stop anyone from going out tonight, most likely--traffic is slightly lighter than usual out there, but not by much, and everyone seems to still be doing the speed limit with no trouble. That's why we buy studded snow tyres over here, ha-ha, so we can drive like maniacs and scream at the winter tourists for going so slow.
I laugh at work when I'm on the phone and I call mid-westerner's, and they tell me, "I can't talk now, we're getting a snow storm, OMG, we're supposed to get 10 inches, eeekk!" Yeah, right. That's like me saying I can't talk on the phone 'cos it's raining outside. 
It takes about 2 or 3 FEET of snow coming down, for us to even begin to get our feather's ruffled...even then, people will still get in their cars and go shopping at Walmart's or wherever. .
For the next week or so, night temps will be anywhere from the single digits to minus 10 fahrenheight--as low as -23 C. I've put my second patchwork quilt on my bed, and am wishing I had a third, ha-ha. The cats will help keep me warm, though. Can't beat the double layer of a patchwork quilt--with the addition of two or three warm furry bodies, to keep you warm on a cold winter's night. 
I used to love winter, but now, truth to tell, I can't wait for mid-May, when the snow finally leaves us for good...well, until October or November, anyway.
I'd never like living in a hot climate, but I wouldn't object to a climate without sub-zero fahrenheight temperatures, that didn't get snow and ice four or five or even six months out of the year. Rain's good, I like rain...a little snow once in a while, just for variety, that would be OK. 
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So, I woke up, checked my e-mails---YIKES. I just got bombarded with SEVEN e-mails from some David Tennant fan-girl...whoa. And, like the last one, they are all bouncing back as undeliverable.
This girl--possibly the same one who bugged me twice for DT's address earlier in the week--is...odd. OK, let's call a duck a duck...she's a dyed-in-the-wool nutjob!
Seven e-mails, all wanting me to "tell David" that she loves him and...OK, I won't elaborate, let's just say one "letter" made several mentions of one of DT's body parts that I'd just as soon not see, if you don't mind. I've seen that particular body part before, in a photo someone sent me, and sorry Tennant, but I really didn't find it much of a turn-on. I may be a bonified old maid, but I have seen a naked man before, thank you very much and, erm--Fabio you ain't.
Tennant has a nice smile, though, I'll give him that.
But, really...this is just so bizzare...actually, this is going a bit beyond bizzare...it's sheer lunacy! Why me, for heaven's sake??? I have NEVER in my life said that I know the man!
Seven love letters for me to pass on to some guy I've never met, and am never going to ever meet! How bonkers is that???
Here's an excerpt:
"....please print out these letters, and give them to him next time you visit David in Crouch Hill, I know he will answer me back..."
Erm--hello, I don't live in the UK! I've never heard of bloomin' Crouch Hill, or Crotch Scratch or wherever! I assume that's in London??? Perhaps associated with Crouch End or Crotch Bottom or whatever it's called?
I've said it before, at the risk of sounding like a parrot, I'll say it again: I don't know David blinking Tennant! David Tennant doesn't live in my world, and never has, we likely have little in common...common sense would dictate that David Tennant's friends are probably other celebrites, actors, trendy London types...he wouldn't give someone like me the time of day, and certainly we would NEVER be friends!
I mean, come on! As my income shrinks, I will likely not be leaving Glens Falls anytime soon--unless it's in a cardboard box full of ashes. Tennant has never lived in my world, nor have I in his, and for all intents and purposes he might just as well REALLY BE an alien!
He's never been to--nor is he ever coming to, Glens Falls, and the way things are looking right now, it's a pretty sure bet that I'm probably never likely to ever visit London. I've only been out of Glens Falls twice in 2 years--and then only 10 or 15 miles away!
Why is this nutty fan-girl thinking I know that man? Why has she latched on to me, for pity's sake? And, quite frankly, even if I did know the gentleman, I'd not advertise it, for bloomin' sake! I keep my friends privacy as a sacred trust, I respect them too much to do otherwise...again, not that I'm friends with ANY celebrities. I don't do celebrities. In fact, I've never even met most of my real friends!
So STOP bugging me about David Tennant! I have a fake fan blog, that's all! I sometimes pass on news about the actor that I've read or been told about...doesn't mean I know the wee guy. Sheesh.
