Amy Pond is GONE!! For now. I know, I know, spoilers. So file a lawsuit against me for being a bad bad lady. I’m in one of those moods. You know the moods I’m talking about where you just don’t give a crap. Dana Carvey called it having a case of the Fuck Its. That’s what I have. The Fuck its. I dont really give a damn. I’m looking forward to starting school but I cant really give a crap right now. I have Break Fever.Damn.
I have a mountain of laundry to do. Why, oh why, do I always procrastinate about laundry? Do you do that? Just, you know, look at your overflowing mountain of dirty clothes and shrug, thinking “I’ll get to it some time today.” And then sometime today turns into early tomorrow morning, which turns into later this afternoon followed shortly by I’ll get to it tomorrow until finally you have no clean underwear and your going “I can go commando for the day, it’s cool.” But its really not cool, cuz all you have to wear are skirts so you spend the rest of the day making sure you don’t have a Lindsay Lohan “Firecrotch” moment and you’re thinking “Damn I gotta do laundry.” Yeah, I’m not there yet, but I see it progressing to that point and I’m going “FUUUUUUUUUU—-”
I have to get my chef’s coats cleaned and I’m shaking my head going “These are STAINED with RASPBERRY PUREE AND CHOOLATE! WTF?!?!” I washed them right when quarter ended and now I’m stuck with stained coats for a quick min. I’ll probably try to wash them again and if that doesn’t work, I’ll give them to my mother to take to the cleaners. Yes, I said I’ll give them to my mother. She’s got all kinds of tricks up her well hemmed sleeves.
I have really bad writers block too. I’m trying, really I am, but I’m halfway through a…whatever you want to call it, I dont know what I should call it. A Pilot episode? I dont even know if anything will come of it, but I’m stuck. I need something to boost me out of it and I dont know what. Usually I’ll watch a movie or something, but lately all the movies that I have watched have been Disney movies… and I’ve been watching WAY TOO MUCH Heroes.
Well, it’s time for some more ZQ. I mean, really, no man should look good with pointy ears and a bowl cut, but ZQ pulls it off so damned well. Leonard Nimoy WAS Spock and I never once thought he was sexy. I just thought he was/is bad ass. But Zachary Quinto….es no bueno.
Plus, he’s got the whole Sylar/Gabriel Grey thing going on, with the adorableness and the foofy hair. And he’s not even one bit sorry. Damn it.
See that face? There’s no remorse. There’s just mocking cuteness. *shakes head* So I’m going to go with a couple of Doctor Who pics to divert out gazes from Mr. Quinto… like this one.
It’s a ferret…or a wolverine…puppet…thing. Matt made it go grr arrg to Karen and I loled.
I miss Tennant sometimes. Like right now. *sigh face*
Now, in closing, I found the very picture to describe how I’m feeling.
Look at it. See Ron’s Face. Yeah. That’s a little bit of how I feel. Ron has a case of the Fuck its. We’ve come full circle.