I went to the store and got some isopropyl alcohol, a spray bottle, some paper bowls, plastic cups, and baby oil today. The alcohol went into the spray bottle and I sprayed all the soft surfaces around here with a liberal amount of the stuff. It's also for if I see a bedbug I can spray it. The baby oil was put into bowls and cups which had been placed around the legs of the couch and the bed. The bugs can't crawl up and they can't crawl down, meaning any bug on the bed is on the bed and any bug who isn't can't get anywhere near me.
I'll remove them in a month or so and I'll keep spraying with the alcohol for awhile longer, probably once a week or so.
Now, onto Doctor Who!
SPOILER LINE
The Almost People
I'll rehash the episode a bit, but I'm totally going to analyze everything from those last five minutes. I went back to Episodes 1 and 2 and rewatched them for stuff.
Well I was right on the memories being an issue for GangerDoc...at least for the first couple of minutes. The other stuff never even came up.
Also, the GangerDoc is essentially dead so the target has moved back onto the "real" Doctor once again. And the real Doctor knows he's going to die, thanks to the illicit swapping of shoes between versions. Amy didn't know she was talking to the REAL one.
What happens next episode? The Doctor potentially is shot two hundred years in his personal future. He knows it's coming, knows who will shoot him, has obviously orchestrated events to get himself back even when all looks lost. Since the man has two hundred years before to plan for it, do you really think he doesn't have a way out? The boat, the gas, the envelopes are planted. All set neatly into place for everything to be done right and proper.
There was no fighting between Amy and Rory because they spent most of the episode apart...which considering what happened in the last five minutes, is probably a good thing.
It turns out that Amy hasn't been Amy since probably before Ep 1 of this year. We don't know why there was a second Amy made of protean goop. We don't know who has the real one (lady with the eye patch but hello, we have no idea who the hell that is.) All we know is that Amy has had small windows in each episode where she's been telling us what's really going on, but up to this point we haven't had enough to go on. Now we're sure she's in a highly advanced medical facility, about ready to give birth to ???. We don't even know if what she's about to give birth to is remotely human (although why would these people have kidnapped her if it was just Rory's?)
I am tentatively assuming that the baby in the photos, the child in the spacesuit, and the little girl who regenerates are all the same child, making the kid Amy's, and if the prequel bit I saw was to be believed, we know who Daddy is as well. All we know is that she was in a spacesuit with twenty different kinds of tech to keep her alive and keep her safe from harm, that if she became afraid, the suit would hack into the highest authority and call for help, and that the child is incredibly strong to be able to rip her way out of all that wiring.
"And you've put on a couple of pounds-I wasn't going to mention it." Doctor to Amy, Episode 1.
"Then he's a clone or a duplicate or something." (Amy, after the Doctor's apparent death, Episode 1)
"You must tell the Doctor what he must know...and what he must never know." (One of the Silence, Episode 1.)
"Sorry. I have to tell the Doctor." (Amy, Episode 1)
"I had something I wanted to tell him, but stuff always gets in the way." (Amy, Episode 1)
About three seconds after she says that, she doubles over in pain, and while they are trying to solve whatever's going on, she's holding an arm across her stomach. False labor or first movements?
"I need to tell you something. It's really important."
"Doctor, I have to tell you something and I have to tell you it now."
"No, it's important, it has to be now. Doctor, I'm pregnant." (Amy, Episode 1.)
It appears in this ep that while trying to remember the Silence, the fake Amy may be getting reads from her psychic link with the real Amy telling her she's pregnant. In other words, reality is breaking through even when she doesn't understand what's going on.
Episode 2, of course, she denies that anything is going on. She sees the woman, who looks at her and states to someone that we don't see that she thinks Amy's just dreaming. In the room behind the same door, Amy finds the room of a little girl, with pictures of a little girl at various ages. Behind these photos, Amy finds one of herself holding a baby. She disappears before the rest of the team can get to her and winds up communicating her fear through a neural link. However, I think she was already the fake Amy by this point.
Rory has an interesting line in this episode, when talking to the Doctor about whether he remembers anything from his time as a plastic Roman waiting for Amy. He says the memories aren't there all the time, but are like a door in his head that he keeps shut.
Amy wakes up bound to a chair. The Silence say they will do her honor because she will bring the Silence. We never see that explained at all.
The Doctor asks after Amy's health, and she says her head's still a bit weird. When the Doctor tries to discover why Amy told HIM of all people, she steps neatly around the topic. At the end of this episode, the Doctor begins scanning Amy with TARDIS instruments without her knowledge.
Last scene: The little girl regenerates.
It happens again in Episode 3, when the wall opens and we see the eyepatch woman, who tells her to stay calm and that she's doing fine.
Episode 4 doesn't have her turning up at all.
Episode 5, she sees the woman again, but this time she doesn't say anything.
Episode 6, she sees the woman again and tells the Doctor, who has put two and two together. He keeps telling to breathe. She does have a stomach moment again early on and then right before he deatomizes her (meaning she's an advanced version of the flesh we just saw in this episode.) The real Amy awakens in a blindingly white room with the woman talking to her and well, well, well...
PREQUEL STUFF! DO NOT LOOK IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO KNOW!
SPOILER LINE
Having seen the prequel for next week, I think I can safely say that whatever the guys in robes are going to try to imprison, you can bet a million stars the Doctor's going to be royally pissed if they mess with his kid. I think they're underestimating him again-big mistake there. He would go to the ends of the Universe to rescue his little girl.
How this relates to him rising higher than he ever has and then falling, how this relates to River, and who the HELL the mean bitch with the eyepatch is, well, we have to wait 6 more days.
And then we get a cliffhanger.
And then we wait three months.
Steven Moffat, you bloody evil genius...
29.5.11
28.5.11
Bedbug War Ends Because I Said So (And I'm Paying the Rent, Dammit...)
This is an account of the Bedbug War of May 2011. It was actually quite bloody for several months beforehand...all of it MY blood, thank you very much. But I won because I refused to ever, ever, be BITTEN or DRANK FROM again so that those little fricking bastards could multiply and bite me in more places more times.
And so, the war was on.
1. Had buggy mattresses removed and new ones put in place...but only AFTER the buggy ones were pesticided to death, the frame they had rested on washed down with soap, and the carpet vacuumed within an inch of its life six or seven times over.
2. All the sheets, blankets, pillows, and pillowcases, and the mattress pad were bagged up so that they wouldn't throw their damned infection of bug elsewhere. The pillows sans their cases had to be thrown away along with the mattress pad because of my inability to wash them to my satisfaction. The rest of the stuff was put outside when one bug tried to run across the kitchen floor last night. I figured they could run for their lives outside instead of back towards my new mattress.
3. Took all the sheets, blankets, and pillowcases and shook every damn creepy crawly off before I even took them into the laundromat, with help from a friend because trying to shake out a sheet by yourself is near to impossible when you're attempting to kill small insects at the same time.
4. Stuffed all the "infected" stuff in the dryer and dried it. Then washed it. Then dried it again. Then hauled it up the stairs from the car.
5. Found nymphs and eggs on the comforter and went over the whole thing with a piece of tape to pick them all off, then my friend came by with a flashlight and we went over the whole stupid thing again, seams and all. I didn't care if they were all dead already, I wasn't going to let one of them DEAD escape my notice, not after the hell I went through.
My sister added to my guilt over this whole business by e-mailing me pictures of my mother's welts from the bedbugs (joy to the world-my mother's ALLERGIC to the blasted things.) Thanks, Anna. I needed to feel more like dirt after the week I've had.
This isn't over yet; I still have to buy brand new pillows since all of my other ones are in the dumpster. I still have to buy a new cleaning rag because it got missed in all the washing today. I figured it wasn't worth a whole load by itself and just threw it away. I'm not replacing the mattress pad because A) didn't fit my bed anyway and B) it's just going to be a pain in the neck if I buy a new one and then in six months wind up pitching it out because I'm moving away.
And I'm still waiting to see if they re-emerge to bite me again. I have to wait a month or two. We'll know soon enough.
Doctor Who notes will be posted probably tomorrow. British TV Night is on and Doctor Who can wait for it to be over.
Ta,
Bec
And so, the war was on.
1. Had buggy mattresses removed and new ones put in place...but only AFTER the buggy ones were pesticided to death, the frame they had rested on washed down with soap, and the carpet vacuumed within an inch of its life six or seven times over.
2. All the sheets, blankets, pillows, and pillowcases, and the mattress pad were bagged up so that they wouldn't throw their damned infection of bug elsewhere. The pillows sans their cases had to be thrown away along with the mattress pad because of my inability to wash them to my satisfaction. The rest of the stuff was put outside when one bug tried to run across the kitchen floor last night. I figured they could run for their lives outside instead of back towards my new mattress.
3. Took all the sheets, blankets, and pillowcases and shook every damn creepy crawly off before I even took them into the laundromat, with help from a friend because trying to shake out a sheet by yourself is near to impossible when you're attempting to kill small insects at the same time.
4. Stuffed all the "infected" stuff in the dryer and dried it. Then washed it. Then dried it again. Then hauled it up the stairs from the car.
5. Found nymphs and eggs on the comforter and went over the whole thing with a piece of tape to pick them all off, then my friend came by with a flashlight and we went over the whole stupid thing again, seams and all. I didn't care if they were all dead already, I wasn't going to let one of them DEAD escape my notice, not after the hell I went through.
My sister added to my guilt over this whole business by e-mailing me pictures of my mother's welts from the bedbugs (joy to the world-my mother's ALLERGIC to the blasted things.) Thanks, Anna. I needed to feel more like dirt after the week I've had.
This isn't over yet; I still have to buy brand new pillows since all of my other ones are in the dumpster. I still have to buy a new cleaning rag because it got missed in all the washing today. I figured it wasn't worth a whole load by itself and just threw it away. I'm not replacing the mattress pad because A) didn't fit my bed anyway and B) it's just going to be a pain in the neck if I buy a new one and then in six months wind up pitching it out because I'm moving away.
And I'm still waiting to see if they re-emerge to bite me again. I have to wait a month or two. We'll know soon enough.
Doctor Who notes will be posted probably tomorrow. British TV Night is on and Doctor Who can wait for it to be over.
Ta,
Bec
27.5.11
And So I'm Back
I have Internet back. Apparently because the bill wasn't being paid, the cable company cut me off. I called the rental office and bitched at them, and they bitched at the cable company, and they quit their bitching and gave me back my galdarn Internet. Glory be.
I'm avoiding lactose today- thanks to the stress of yesterday, my stomach is having trouble processing even oatmeal today. I also have a backache I managed to achieve whilst being stressed. Adding an irritant to the situation is not the way to make my stomach like me again.
It's pouring rain here so I guess the rest of my food shopping is going to have to hold off for a bit. That's okay; I have bread and that means I can make a sandwich, at least.
I'm going to make chicken a la king today but I won't probably eat it till tomorrow because it's made with milk.
I have a lot of things to catch up on from being away from online, so I gotta go.
Ta,
Bec
I'm avoiding lactose today- thanks to the stress of yesterday, my stomach is having trouble processing even oatmeal today. I also have a backache I managed to achieve whilst being stressed. Adding an irritant to the situation is not the way to make my stomach like me again.
It's pouring rain here so I guess the rest of my food shopping is going to have to hold off for a bit. That's okay; I have bread and that means I can make a sandwich, at least.
I'm going to make chicken a la king today but I won't probably eat it till tomorrow because it's made with milk.
I have a lot of things to catch up on from being away from online, so I gotta go.
Ta,
Bec
26.5.11
Crises All Come In Bunches
The power guys were at my place today. So I have electricity.
I don't have Internet, but that is the least of my problems beCAUSE...
I
HAVE
BEDBUGS!
Of course, this means that I can no longer sleep on the mattresses that were provided by the furniture company because I may wake up with no blood left.
This is not just two or three little ones, either-this is a WHOLE MATTRESS CORNER covered in the crawling bastards. I was so sick at heart just looking at the whole business thinking my mother had slept on that bed and I hadn't even realized, on top of being overwhelmed by the sheer size of the swarm.
Since the furniture company is responsible for the mattresses and therefore the bugs, too, THEY are the ones who will have to find a solution to the problem.
It's possible that my rental office would have to DUMP ME IN A HOTEL for a bit so they can get rid of the bugs. Probably means heating my place to 150 degrees and roasting them out.
Aren't you glad you don't have my life?
The fumigators are coming tomorrow to hopefully murder the roaches, but with the mattresses against the walls thanks to the bedbug problem they're going to have to suck it up (no pun intended) and move them out of the way.
Aren't I glad that my life is so stress-free?
So, with the possibility I could be temporarily hauling shop over to a hotel, the potential that the bedbugs could rise up as one and suck the life out of me like a bunch of vampires, the thought that if the bedbugs don't get me first then the roaches might, and the idea that yesterday morning the Internet was my main concern and has now moved down to number 3 on the list, I am having simply a splendid day.
I'm going to go straighten some shelves for relaxation. Gods know I need it.
Ta,
Bec
PS:
PLAGUE LIST:
Bedbugs
Roaches
Informational darkness
I believe the mice up north are dead but honestly my problem is bigger altogether.
PPS: Apparently I got put on an "emergency" list and my mattresses have been fuffed with insecticide and taken outside to the porch to sit until the mattress people come tomorrow and bring me some new ones, sans bugs.
They will probably run into the pesticide people coming to get rid of the rest of the bugs. And the Time Warner people coming to fix the Internet. Such is life.
I don't have Internet, but that is the least of my problems beCAUSE...
I
HAVE
BEDBUGS!
Of course, this means that I can no longer sleep on the mattresses that were provided by the furniture company because I may wake up with no blood left.
This is not just two or three little ones, either-this is a WHOLE MATTRESS CORNER covered in the crawling bastards. I was so sick at heart just looking at the whole business thinking my mother had slept on that bed and I hadn't even realized, on top of being overwhelmed by the sheer size of the swarm.
Since the furniture company is responsible for the mattresses and therefore the bugs, too, THEY are the ones who will have to find a solution to the problem.
It's possible that my rental office would have to DUMP ME IN A HOTEL for a bit so they can get rid of the bugs. Probably means heating my place to 150 degrees and roasting them out.
Aren't you glad you don't have my life?
The fumigators are coming tomorrow to hopefully murder the roaches, but with the mattresses against the walls thanks to the bedbug problem they're going to have to suck it up (no pun intended) and move them out of the way.
Aren't I glad that my life is so stress-free?
So, with the possibility I could be temporarily hauling shop over to a hotel, the potential that the bedbugs could rise up as one and suck the life out of me like a bunch of vampires, the thought that if the bedbugs don't get me first then the roaches might, and the idea that yesterday morning the Internet was my main concern and has now moved down to number 3 on the list, I am having simply a splendid day.
I'm going to go straighten some shelves for relaxation. Gods know I need it.
Ta,
Bec
PS:
PLAGUE LIST:
Bedbugs
Roaches
Informational darkness
I believe the mice up north are dead but honestly my problem is bigger altogether.
PPS: Apparently I got put on an "emergency" list and my mattresses have been fuffed with insecticide and taken outside to the porch to sit until the mattress people come tomorrow and bring me some new ones, sans bugs.
They will probably run into the pesticide people coming to get rid of the rest of the bugs. And the Time Warner people coming to fix the Internet. Such is life.
25.5.11
Plagues
Can't sleep again. This time it was a whole 5 hours before I woke up. It could be the damn bugs climbing across my legs in the middle of the night, could be just an inability to sleep. I finally caught one of the ones I've been trying to catch for a couple of days that I think has been sucking my blood and I tried hard not to smush him too much so I can identify the little bastard. I want to know what it is so I can get rid of it.
I'm sitting here watching TV thanks to the fact that my Internet is down and has been for about 24 hours. I have no idea why; my constant troubles with the cable company could be to blame for that. I don't pay the cable bill directly because everything is included in my rent, therefore the rental office does the direct paying. The cable company doesn't understand this relationship and so they and I have been snarling at each other for the last 6 months. Resolving it is going to be heaps of fun because I'm not supposed to talk to them and yet I have to to get the Internet back. I'm thinking of trying to use the rental office as middleman and have THEM call the cable company.
All but one of the plugs in my front room have quit working and I don't know why that is, either. Two of them haven't worked since the day I moved in here but the two that WERE working up to this point have just up and quit in the last couple of days and now I only have one working to power the TV, DVD, VCR, lamp, cellphone, and laptop. It's a ton of stress on the one plug and I really hope it doesn't give out as well. Maintenance should be here today to have a look at them and I should be here to meet them (if I'm not unconscious from being up half the night.) Won't it be fun if they put big holes in the walls in order to find the source of the problem?
Mum has gone home as of yesterday and she and Dad should be back at Christmas when I graduate-crossing fingers.
The street crews are hard at work doing something; they're certainly making enough racket for half past three in the morning.
I might curl up on the couch and try to sleep there so that the bugs can't climb across me anymore. Maybe THEN I'll get some rest.
Doctor Who episode review coming up after I say ta to everyone else.
Ta,
Bec
PS: Got a couple of hours sleep on the couch. Made the phone calls I needed to make and found out the fumigators are going to fog my place in order to kill the buggies. Let's hope that does the trick. I've killed at least 5 to 10 today and it isn't even noon yet.
I suppose my family's plague of mice and mine of roaches + other insects are related. Next comes frogs, locusts, and wild honey (did I get that right?)
So, to summarize:
1. Plague of darkness (no Internet means no information equals darkness. Also no power in the front room.)
2. Plague of bugs
3. Plague of rodents up north
4. Plague of street crews up at ungodly hours doing noisy things.
SPOILER LINE
Rebel Flesh
This was one part of a two parter and so we were left with a cliffhanger that involves a second Doctor being created out of protean goop. I assume there's going to be some major issues with the memories for this particular version because while the human versions are dealing with maybe 30 to 40 years of memories, try being the glop-being dealing with nearly 1,000. There's also the DNA factor; I don't know what canon is going to stick to here but I assume holding together a body made of triple helix DNA is going to be a bit more of a struggle than the standard double everyone else has. There's also the artron thing; does GangerDoc get his own pile of artron, does he have to share with the original, or does he just not have any and that means he can't regenerate when mortally injured?
Also, is THIS the Doctor River's SUPPOSEDLY going to have to shoot? (Sorry. I had to say it. Most likely it'll all be resolved by the end of next week's ep and she won't face this version at all but I had to voice what was clinkering around in the back of everyone's head as we approach the halfway point and the major cliffhanger to the series that Moffat was twiddling on about earlier this year.) If GangerDoc gets himself stable enough, it's possible there could be two Doctors running around space and time and that would easily explain why he was acting out of character at the beginning of the series (and why he hadn't aged a day.) However, one of the Doctors would have to go without a TARDIS since she can't be duplicated. Betcha the original gets locked up someplace like a fake Pandorica or something to keep him out of the way.
Oh, look at all this speculation. You know I'm dead wrong.
It appears to me that there's going to be a bit of a fight between the Gangers and the originals because of Miranda shooting GangerBuzzer. It goes back to the old scifi adage that if you're going to have a copy of yourself running around, it's best not to PISS IT OFF. The problem with making a version of yourself mad at yourself is that you can anticipate your next move. Both groups will wind up making the exact same plan as the other and all that will happen is that they'll get into a shootout and a bunch of people will get offed. I personally think it'd be heaps of fun to have a twin; you'd have the same opinions and taste and like Amy hinted at earlier this series, you can do naughty things with yourself that aren't possible with anyone else.
However, this group of idiots aren't going to be playing with the sex toys anytime soon. They're just going to kill themselves.
Of course, the Doctor and Rory appear to think that all life is precious, which makes sense as Rory's a nurse and the Doctor's, well, himself. Amy doesn't really adhere to the idea; I get the feeling her and Rory are brewing up a hell of a fight come next episode, starting with GangerJen and going from there into "They're only copies" and heading into "Your eyes are wandering every time we go anyplace" and the comeback of "Well, it's not easy trying to live up to your precious Doctor all the time, now is it?"
Amy's jealousy is only going to be matched by Rory finally voicing what he and us have been watching happen all fricking season long - that Amy STILL has the major hotsies for the Doctor even now and the consequences of that are finally coming to a head between the not-so-happily married couple. Despite Amy's love of Rory, the Doctor is still that ridiculously unattainable mountain that she wants to climb, and no matter how Rory tries to be big and brave and invincible for her, he's just never going to measure up. Rory's having trouble accepting that he's not quite enough and so's Amy. Amy has to accept that all she's ever going to get is Rory and he's fallible, human, and mortal. Rory has to accept that he's good enough as is and if Amy doesn't start accepting him for who he is, then he may have to step away from the relationship for awhile and remind her of why they hooked up in the first place.
Seeing Rory taking some initiative and going off on his own was very nice in this episode. Amy's such a strong force that Rory often gets smashed into the background scenery and here we're seeing him voicing an opinion and doing stuff alone. They're not making Rory a Mickey and for that I am very glad.
And one MORE thing: I really hope they resolve the TARDIS' waffling on whether Ames is pregnant or not so we can move on, although if it's the Doctor's kid (tiny, smidgey possibility there) there's going to be one awesomely pissed off Rory and I for one can't WAIT to see the man really lose his temper with the two of them.
See you next week for part two of Rebel Flesh, where there is much footage of the Doctor screaming in his own face. Well, that's one way to handle having a sudden twin of yourself.
I'm sitting here watching TV thanks to the fact that my Internet is down and has been for about 24 hours. I have no idea why; my constant troubles with the cable company could be to blame for that. I don't pay the cable bill directly because everything is included in my rent, therefore the rental office does the direct paying. The cable company doesn't understand this relationship and so they and I have been snarling at each other for the last 6 months. Resolving it is going to be heaps of fun because I'm not supposed to talk to them and yet I have to to get the Internet back. I'm thinking of trying to use the rental office as middleman and have THEM call the cable company.
All but one of the plugs in my front room have quit working and I don't know why that is, either. Two of them haven't worked since the day I moved in here but the two that WERE working up to this point have just up and quit in the last couple of days and now I only have one working to power the TV, DVD, VCR, lamp, cellphone, and laptop. It's a ton of stress on the one plug and I really hope it doesn't give out as well. Maintenance should be here today to have a look at them and I should be here to meet them (if I'm not unconscious from being up half the night.) Won't it be fun if they put big holes in the walls in order to find the source of the problem?
Mum has gone home as of yesterday and she and Dad should be back at Christmas when I graduate-crossing fingers.
The street crews are hard at work doing something; they're certainly making enough racket for half past three in the morning.
I might curl up on the couch and try to sleep there so that the bugs can't climb across me anymore. Maybe THEN I'll get some rest.
Doctor Who episode review coming up after I say ta to everyone else.
Ta,
Bec
PS: Got a couple of hours sleep on the couch. Made the phone calls I needed to make and found out the fumigators are going to fog my place in order to kill the buggies. Let's hope that does the trick. I've killed at least 5 to 10 today and it isn't even noon yet.
I suppose my family's plague of mice and mine of roaches + other insects are related. Next comes frogs, locusts, and wild honey (did I get that right?)
So, to summarize:
1. Plague of darkness (no Internet means no information equals darkness. Also no power in the front room.)
2. Plague of bugs
3. Plague of rodents up north
4. Plague of street crews up at ungodly hours doing noisy things.
SPOILER LINE
Rebel Flesh
This was one part of a two parter and so we were left with a cliffhanger that involves a second Doctor being created out of protean goop. I assume there's going to be some major issues with the memories for this particular version because while the human versions are dealing with maybe 30 to 40 years of memories, try being the glop-being dealing with nearly 1,000. There's also the DNA factor; I don't know what canon is going to stick to here but I assume holding together a body made of triple helix DNA is going to be a bit more of a struggle than the standard double everyone else has. There's also the artron thing; does GangerDoc get his own pile of artron, does he have to share with the original, or does he just not have any and that means he can't regenerate when mortally injured?
Also, is THIS the Doctor River's SUPPOSEDLY going to have to shoot? (Sorry. I had to say it. Most likely it'll all be resolved by the end of next week's ep and she won't face this version at all but I had to voice what was clinkering around in the back of everyone's head as we approach the halfway point and the major cliffhanger to the series that Moffat was twiddling on about earlier this year.) If GangerDoc gets himself stable enough, it's possible there could be two Doctors running around space and time and that would easily explain why he was acting out of character at the beginning of the series (and why he hadn't aged a day.) However, one of the Doctors would have to go without a TARDIS since she can't be duplicated. Betcha the original gets locked up someplace like a fake Pandorica or something to keep him out of the way.
Oh, look at all this speculation. You know I'm dead wrong.
It appears to me that there's going to be a bit of a fight between the Gangers and the originals because of Miranda shooting GangerBuzzer. It goes back to the old scifi adage that if you're going to have a copy of yourself running around, it's best not to PISS IT OFF. The problem with making a version of yourself mad at yourself is that you can anticipate your next move. Both groups will wind up making the exact same plan as the other and all that will happen is that they'll get into a shootout and a bunch of people will get offed. I personally think it'd be heaps of fun to have a twin; you'd have the same opinions and taste and like Amy hinted at earlier this series, you can do naughty things with yourself that aren't possible with anyone else.
However, this group of idiots aren't going to be playing with the sex toys anytime soon. They're just going to kill themselves.
Of course, the Doctor and Rory appear to think that all life is precious, which makes sense as Rory's a nurse and the Doctor's, well, himself. Amy doesn't really adhere to the idea; I get the feeling her and Rory are brewing up a hell of a fight come next episode, starting with GangerJen and going from there into "They're only copies" and heading into "Your eyes are wandering every time we go anyplace" and the comeback of "Well, it's not easy trying to live up to your precious Doctor all the time, now is it?"
Amy's jealousy is only going to be matched by Rory finally voicing what he and us have been watching happen all fricking season long - that Amy STILL has the major hotsies for the Doctor even now and the consequences of that are finally coming to a head between the not-so-happily married couple. Despite Amy's love of Rory, the Doctor is still that ridiculously unattainable mountain that she wants to climb, and no matter how Rory tries to be big and brave and invincible for her, he's just never going to measure up. Rory's having trouble accepting that he's not quite enough and so's Amy. Amy has to accept that all she's ever going to get is Rory and he's fallible, human, and mortal. Rory has to accept that he's good enough as is and if Amy doesn't start accepting him for who he is, then he may have to step away from the relationship for awhile and remind her of why they hooked up in the first place.
Seeing Rory taking some initiative and going off on his own was very nice in this episode. Amy's such a strong force that Rory often gets smashed into the background scenery and here we're seeing him voicing an opinion and doing stuff alone. They're not making Rory a Mickey and for that I am very glad.
And one MORE thing: I really hope they resolve the TARDIS' waffling on whether Ames is pregnant or not so we can move on, although if it's the Doctor's kid (tiny, smidgey possibility there) there's going to be one awesomely pissed off Rory and I for one can't WAIT to see the man really lose his temper with the two of them.
See you next week for part two of Rebel Flesh, where there is much footage of the Doctor screaming in his own face. Well, that's one way to handle having a sudden twin of yourself.
21.5.11
The World Rolls On
Apparently the world isn't ending.
Doctor Who notes will be up as soon as I watch the episode.
Time with Mum has been great and we're having cheesecake tomorrow.
Ta,
Bec
Doctor Who notes will be up as soon as I watch the episode.
Time with Mum has been great and we're having cheesecake tomorrow.
Ta,
Bec
17.5.11
Rodent Iditarod In the Great Northern Wastes
There are at least four mice in the basement back home at last count. Talk about the Mickey Mouse Club...
Mum's here; she's sleeping. We were up pretty late last night and so I'm sure her schedule is all thrown off. Unless someone starts screaming in Spanish or leafblowing we should be fine.
Let you know what's up when it's up.
Ta,
Bec
Mum's here; she's sleeping. We were up pretty late last night and so I'm sure her schedule is all thrown off. Unless someone starts screaming in Spanish or leafblowing we should be fine.
Let you know what's up when it's up.
Ta,
Bec
16.5.11
Prepped For Mum
I'm ready for Mum to get here already. The apartment is extremely clean and there's food in the fridge. She's going to be climbing on the plane in a matter of hours and I'm actually kind of getting excited because all the work of the last few months is about to pay off in spades.
Tomorrow morning all the fun starts.
There's nothing for me to do today as I did it all yesterday, so I suppose I will go and get ahead on this week's reruns of Supernatural.
Ta,
Bec
PS: Having caught up with Supernatural to the beginning of Season 6 (yay me) I am happy to report that Bill is on the road to recovery. He has several new leaves sprouting and appears to be getting his plant mojo back.
Meanwhile, the family back home have been chasing a mouse around the basement for the last couple of days. The dryer has also been busted recently.
Well, as it turns out, A mouse got into the IGNITER on the dryer, chewed the wires, and fried itself into a crispy critter. The repairman said we were lucky the igniter didn't, well, ignite and burn the house down.
Meanwhile, there's a second mouse traipsing around the house and eating OUR PEANUT BUTTER CUPS. My humble curses added onto the ones I'm sure my family's laid on that rodent's head for eating the peanut butter cups. My sister's going in to get a trap tonight and finish it off.
Tomorrow morning all the fun starts.
There's nothing for me to do today as I did it all yesterday, so I suppose I will go and get ahead on this week's reruns of Supernatural.
Ta,
Bec
PS: Having caught up with Supernatural to the beginning of Season 6 (yay me) I am happy to report that Bill is on the road to recovery. He has several new leaves sprouting and appears to be getting his plant mojo back.
Meanwhile, the family back home have been chasing a mouse around the basement for the last couple of days. The dryer has also been busted recently.
Well, as it turns out, A mouse got into the IGNITER on the dryer, chewed the wires, and fried itself into a crispy critter. The repairman said we were lucky the igniter didn't, well, ignite and burn the house down.
Meanwhile, there's a second mouse traipsing around the house and eating OUR PEANUT BUTTER CUPS. My humble curses added onto the ones I'm sure my family's laid on that rodent's head for eating the peanut butter cups. My sister's going in to get a trap tonight and finish it off.
15.5.11
Sexy and the Thief
This episode was so incredible that I'm going to plunge right in after the spoiler line.
SPOILER LINE
There were so many incredible things about this episode, I lack the words to name them all.
1. The Doctor and the TARDIS. He calls her sexy. She calls him her Thief and says she stole him first. Gaiman is writing about a 50 year love affair between a man and his ride, but it's more than that. The TARDIS is a living being with opinions and a life all her own, and seeing her in human form was just about the bestest thing I have ever seen.
And if you thought RIVER was the Doctor's wife, you got another think coming.
2. Corridors! We hadn't seen corridors yet in the revamped series and it was nice to know there are corridors. And the old TARDIS setup from Nine and Ten...it was nice to let us know that the TARDIS keeps all her old consoles buried somewhere. Love to see the one with the wooden paneling and the garish white one again at some point.
3. No Time Lord return, however. Here there are only the voices of the dead.
It is a lovely thing when a show can go so far back to basics like this, because the WHOLE premise of this show in the first place is the alien who stole a time machine and was running away from himself.
His first love is the TARDIS, and always will be. That hasn't changed in fifty years, and I hope we see more of HER in the next few series.
I simply loved this episode to bits and I hope Gaiman writes for the show again someday.
Ta,
Bec
SPOILER LINE
There were so many incredible things about this episode, I lack the words to name them all.
1. The Doctor and the TARDIS. He calls her sexy. She calls him her Thief and says she stole him first. Gaiman is writing about a 50 year love affair between a man and his ride, but it's more than that. The TARDIS is a living being with opinions and a life all her own, and seeing her in human form was just about the bestest thing I have ever seen.
And if you thought RIVER was the Doctor's wife, you got another think coming.
2. Corridors! We hadn't seen corridors yet in the revamped series and it was nice to know there are corridors. And the old TARDIS setup from Nine and Ten...it was nice to let us know that the TARDIS keeps all her old consoles buried somewhere. Love to see the one with the wooden paneling and the garish white one again at some point.
3. No Time Lord return, however. Here there are only the voices of the dead.
It is a lovely thing when a show can go so far back to basics like this, because the WHOLE premise of this show in the first place is the alien who stole a time machine and was running away from himself.
His first love is the TARDIS, and always will be. That hasn't changed in fifty years, and I hope we see more of HER in the next few series.
I simply loved this episode to bits and I hope Gaiman writes for the show again someday.
Ta,
Bec
13.5.11
Thanks, Blogger, For Losing Yesterday's Post!
Since my post from yesterday has vanished off the face of the earth (thanks, Blogger. You added whipped cream to a hell of a week.) I guess today's post is going to be longer.
Or not, because I forgot all the things I said yesterday.
1. I have passed all my classes.
2. The last day of my contract is today, and I have dolled up for handing out programs at graduation.
3. I have a new T-shirt that was free, and new shoes that were not.
4. Not much else going on. Doctor Who as written by Neil Gaiman tomorrow.
Oh, 5. I have insomnia. I seem to be having trouble staying asleep.
6. Buying food a lot for Mum and me to share.
That's about all. I will update tomorrow when I am able and I will post Who stuff as soon as I have watched it (lots of flying theories coming!)
Ta,
Bec
PS: A miracle has occurred and yesterday's post has returned from the grave. I'm not going to go through and edit this one simply because I'm too damn tired after being on my feet for about 8 hours today doing graduate assistant work.
Or not, because I forgot all the things I said yesterday.
1. I have passed all my classes.
2. The last day of my contract is today, and I have dolled up for handing out programs at graduation.
3. I have a new T-shirt that was free, and new shoes that were not.
4. Not much else going on. Doctor Who as written by Neil Gaiman tomorrow.
Oh, 5. I have insomnia. I seem to be having trouble staying asleep.
6. Buying food a lot for Mum and me to share.
That's about all. I will update tomorrow when I am able and I will post Who stuff as soon as I have watched it (lots of flying theories coming!)
Ta,
Bec
PS: A miracle has occurred and yesterday's post has returned from the grave. I'm not going to go through and edit this one simply because I'm too damn tired after being on my feet for about 8 hours today doing graduate assistant work.
12.5.11
10 Things On A Thursday
1. My blue glass that I found at a rummage sale for fifty cents is actually worth...12 bucks.
While that's a bit of a disappointment, the good news is that if I and other people don't break the thing in the next half-century it'll probably be worth a couple times that.
I'll just keep drinking out of it, even though it's technically a creamer and it's just about as old as little me.
2. Grades are in. I passed Cataloging...barely.
3. Going to the nurse tomorrow to get a recommendation so I can get my hips checked out. I've been meaning to do so for almost a year now and I think I should do it while I have insurance. I've been popping and cracking more and more these last months and I really don't think that at 25 that should be happening.
I'm actually hoping there's something wrong, because I am gonna feel like a damn fool if there isn't.
4. Finished yet another section of shelves this morning and so I have organized approximately half the library, give or take a couple shelves. Don't know what Marie will put me on next, as the only things left are Fiction and Reference (that one will take me about two days.)
5. I got a nice free T-shirt yesterday that says Cheers London. And it's blue. It's such a very me shirt.
6. I am also extremely ready for Mum to get down here and find out that I've been stashing food for a week straight for her arrival. That includes Thin Mints in the freezer, unripe peaches in the fridge, German Chocolate Cake ice cream in the freezer, chocolate bars, tomatoes, an onion, potatoes, and I'm considering getting the lentil bowls in the next couple of days, too. Plus a chicken. And packaged oatmeal.
7. In terror that I might not have enough food, I might be going shopping on Sunday or Monday anyway.
8. Possibly both days.
9. I also have to clean like crazy. I've been having a bad week as far as roaches go; they are everywhere and I have been smashing their exoskeletons into pudding with any object that I don't value (hint: if you use enough force with an unopened box of packaged oatmeal, the roach does sustain damage. Also if you use the dishsoap bottle.)
10. Apparently I am not "working" behind the desk all day tomorrow. The Dean has requested that I take the last hour and go over to hand out bulletins at the graduation. I'm probably going to just lock up the library then since no one's going to be here (no one has today and it's just about noon. I predict tomorrow's gonna be about the same.)
11. It is very quiet round here. Might go get a cup of tea.
Ta,
Bec
While that's a bit of a disappointment, the good news is that if I and other people don't break the thing in the next half-century it'll probably be worth a couple times that.
I'll just keep drinking out of it, even though it's technically a creamer and it's just about as old as little me.
2. Grades are in. I passed Cataloging...barely.
3. Going to the nurse tomorrow to get a recommendation so I can get my hips checked out. I've been meaning to do so for almost a year now and I think I should do it while I have insurance. I've been popping and cracking more and more these last months and I really don't think that at 25 that should be happening.
I'm actually hoping there's something wrong, because I am gonna feel like a damn fool if there isn't.
4. Finished yet another section of shelves this morning and so I have organized approximately half the library, give or take a couple shelves. Don't know what Marie will put me on next, as the only things left are Fiction and Reference (that one will take me about two days.)
5. I got a nice free T-shirt yesterday that says Cheers London. And it's blue. It's such a very me shirt.
6. I am also extremely ready for Mum to get down here and find out that I've been stashing food for a week straight for her arrival. That includes Thin Mints in the freezer, unripe peaches in the fridge, German Chocolate Cake ice cream in the freezer, chocolate bars, tomatoes, an onion, potatoes, and I'm considering getting the lentil bowls in the next couple of days, too. Plus a chicken. And packaged oatmeal.
7. In terror that I might not have enough food, I might be going shopping on Sunday or Monday anyway.
8. Possibly both days.
9. I also have to clean like crazy. I've been having a bad week as far as roaches go; they are everywhere and I have been smashing their exoskeletons into pudding with any object that I don't value (hint: if you use enough force with an unopened box of packaged oatmeal, the roach does sustain damage. Also if you use the dishsoap bottle.)
10. Apparently I am not "working" behind the desk all day tomorrow. The Dean has requested that I take the last hour and go over to hand out bulletins at the graduation. I'm probably going to just lock up the library then since no one's going to be here (no one has today and it's just about noon. I predict tomorrow's gonna be about the same.)
11. It is very quiet round here. Might go get a cup of tea.
Ta,
Bec
8.5.11
Curried
I have cooked brown rice and quinoa in curry. It's good but next time I'll add more spices. I was just playing around with it. Maybe lentils next time.
No grades yet; I'm getting kind of impatient.
I haven't watched Who yet; when I do the notes will be here.
Ta,
Bec
SPOILER LINE
Where the HELL did Amy learn to sword fight?
They all wind up hiding out in what equates to the explosives shed (I don't know if it's such a good idea to put the Doctor near stuff that goes boom easily.)
The Doctor gets consistently reminded he's not in charge. He seems to take it in stride.
The TARDIS goes freaky and gets stolen by the homicidal liquid bint, leaving the Doctor to work out the problem.
She uses reflective surfaces to get around.
OK, who was the chick with the eye patch telling Amy she was doing fine?
Amy has an issue with space teeth; the Doctor has an issue with alien bogeys.
Did he just KISS the TARDIS doors?
Yes, the TARDIS has a med bay. No, apparently we're not going to use it because it probably costs too much to show. HONESTLY, with all the stupid medical ADVANCES in the whole of TIME AND SPACE you can't find a way to save someone from drowning?
And so the pirate gets a spaceship and his crew and him fly off into the starlight. Sure, that'll last until someone mistakes the emergency exit for the loo.
The TARDIS still hasn't decided whether Amy's pregnant or not.
So, all in all, an episode where the level I had to suspend my disbelief was so high it almost wasn't worth it. Filler, really. Next week will be better.
NEXT WEEK:
NEIL GAIMAN WROTE THIS EPISODE! TIMELORDS, man! And OOD. That is all I have to say about that. Could have sworn I heard Michael Gambon's voice in there, too.
And then there's that character returning from 1969...
Ta,
Bec
No grades yet; I'm getting kind of impatient.
I haven't watched Who yet; when I do the notes will be here.
Ta,
Bec
SPOILER LINE
Where the HELL did Amy learn to sword fight?
They all wind up hiding out in what equates to the explosives shed (I don't know if it's such a good idea to put the Doctor near stuff that goes boom easily.)
The Doctor gets consistently reminded he's not in charge. He seems to take it in stride.
The TARDIS goes freaky and gets stolen by the homicidal liquid bint, leaving the Doctor to work out the problem.
She uses reflective surfaces to get around.
OK, who was the chick with the eye patch telling Amy she was doing fine?
Amy has an issue with space teeth; the Doctor has an issue with alien bogeys.
Did he just KISS the TARDIS doors?
Yes, the TARDIS has a med bay. No, apparently we're not going to use it because it probably costs too much to show. HONESTLY, with all the stupid medical ADVANCES in the whole of TIME AND SPACE you can't find a way to save someone from drowning?
And so the pirate gets a spaceship and his crew and him fly off into the starlight. Sure, that'll last until someone mistakes the emergency exit for the loo.
The TARDIS still hasn't decided whether Amy's pregnant or not.
So, all in all, an episode where the level I had to suspend my disbelief was so high it almost wasn't worth it. Filler, really. Next week will be better.
NEXT WEEK:
NEIL GAIMAN WROTE THIS EPISODE! TIMELORDS, man! And OOD. That is all I have to say about that. Could have sworn I heard Michael Gambon's voice in there, too.
And then there's that character returning from 1969...
Ta,
Bec
5.5.11
A Little Information Would Save You So Much Pain(t)
I have work early on Thursday morning, at 8. I'm an early riser anyway.
So, I got dropped off this morning, and there's a bit of a walk down a few flights of steps to get to the library. I usually take my time since I had it today.
I said hi to one of the maintenance guys because he seemed nice. He says hi back.
Then I begin to go down the concrete steps, going to grab the railing as I do because I don't always trust my legs. Halfway to my grabbing it, the maintenance guy yells, "DON'T TOUCH THE..."
But of course, I had already wrapped my right hand around the railing and subsequently covered my fingers in his painting job.
You know, there was an opportune moment for him to say that he had just painted that railing. Could have been when he said hi.
Because 15 SECONDS later, thank you very much, my hand is covered in oil-based railing paint in a particularly wonderful shade of black.
He offered me his rag and I wiped most of it off, but my fingers on the palm side are going to be slightly black for a few days until it wears off.
Nice, brilliant start to the morning. At least I didn't do something stupid like wipe it on my shirt. And at least I'm this unlucky often enough that by this point I laugh it off. It's just paint.
I hope the rest of the day goes better than this or I'll have a broken nose by nightfall.
Ta,
Bec
PS: I passed Public Library with a B. One down, two to go...
So, I got dropped off this morning, and there's a bit of a walk down a few flights of steps to get to the library. I usually take my time since I had it today.
I said hi to one of the maintenance guys because he seemed nice. He says hi back.
Then I begin to go down the concrete steps, going to grab the railing as I do because I don't always trust my legs. Halfway to my grabbing it, the maintenance guy yells, "DON'T TOUCH THE..."
But of course, I had already wrapped my right hand around the railing and subsequently covered my fingers in his painting job.
You know, there was an opportune moment for him to say that he had just painted that railing. Could have been when he said hi.
Because 15 SECONDS later, thank you very much, my hand is covered in oil-based railing paint in a particularly wonderful shade of black.
He offered me his rag and I wiped most of it off, but my fingers on the palm side are going to be slightly black for a few days until it wears off.
Nice, brilliant start to the morning. At least I didn't do something stupid like wipe it on my shirt. And at least I'm this unlucky often enough that by this point I laugh it off. It's just paint.
I hope the rest of the day goes better than this or I'll have a broken nose by nightfall.
Ta,
Bec
PS: I passed Public Library with a B. One down, two to go...
3.5.11
Coconut Freak
I am realizing, through the power of my awesome mind, that I am a bit of a coconut freak.
Or would that be coco-nut (ha ha)?
I want to put it in every recipe I make. I'm burning coconut incense. And my BATHSOAP is coconut.
I also am craving a salad. I might have to go get one. Probably means I'm lacking in some mineral or something.
I am terribly bored. Someone please bring me a salad and keep me company!
Ta,
Bec
Or would that be coco-nut (ha ha)?
I want to put it in every recipe I make. I'm burning coconut incense. And my BATHSOAP is coconut.
I also am craving a salad. I might have to go get one. Probably means I'm lacking in some mineral or something.
I am terribly bored. Someone please bring me a salad and keep me company!
Ta,
Bec
1.5.11
Finished My Finals
As of about 2 today, I am finished with spring semester 2011. It's now in the prof's hands whether I pass or fail-not the most comforting of thoughts.
I went out for dinner; I have half for tomorrow. Got Mom the last present for Mother's Day/her birthday. Had a nice walk in the sunshine.
When I have watched Episode 2, I will post my notes here. I have yet to see it; I've been catching up on Supernatural's first season. For some reason I managed to see the third, but not the first and second or anything after three. It's a good show; I want to watch with everyone else in the fandom but I'm six years behind!
Ta,
Bec
SPOILER LINE
Canton builds a pseudo-Pandorica. And apparently has a male black lover. Oh, the HORROR when it's '69.
Amy waffles on being pregnant. Apparently so does the TARDIS.
River kisses the Doctor for the first/last time. Little confused there. She called herself Doctor Song again.
The kid is either River or it's Amy's child and I haven't decided which. Probably not River. Awfully young for regeneration, eh?
Why was this little girl on life support? Did the Silence steal her or create her? She knows she's a Time Lord. Why hasn't HE sensed her?
Is this his daughter (again?) That went so well the LAST TIME!
We still haven't figured out who kills the Doctor or why (I don't think it's the little girl, despite what some are saying.) Since the kid's out of the suit we can assume the Silence got into it afterwards (if that was a Silence, and since the Doctor killed them all by having everyone else on Earth do it.
This episode left me entirely confused, by the way. I can only hope others are just as lost.
Next week we get pirates. And mermaids.
Ta,
Bec
PS: Just heard that Osama Bin Laden is dead. Most people here saying it's a good thing, but let's be realistic here. We chased the guy for ten years, give or take, and lost a lot of lives in doing so. I knew from the moment we started chasing him that they would never, never take that man alive. He would rather have been dead than be in the hands of the people he hated so much. You have to question whether this will make things better or worse. Is it a good thing or a bad thing? Has someone already taken his place? Was it worth it?
I guess time will tell. I guess rejoicing is all right, if praising the death of another human being, no matter who it is, is the right thing to do. No matter how many died in that day and the days, months, and years that followed, rejoicing over someone's death seems crude.
I went out for dinner; I have half for tomorrow. Got Mom the last present for Mother's Day/her birthday. Had a nice walk in the sunshine.
When I have watched Episode 2, I will post my notes here. I have yet to see it; I've been catching up on Supernatural's first season. For some reason I managed to see the third, but not the first and second or anything after three. It's a good show; I want to watch with everyone else in the fandom but I'm six years behind!
Ta,
Bec
SPOILER LINE
Canton builds a pseudo-Pandorica. And apparently has a male black lover. Oh, the HORROR when it's '69.
Amy waffles on being pregnant. Apparently so does the TARDIS.
River kisses the Doctor for the first/last time. Little confused there. She called herself Doctor Song again.
The kid is either River or it's Amy's child and I haven't decided which. Probably not River. Awfully young for regeneration, eh?
Why was this little girl on life support? Did the Silence steal her or create her? She knows she's a Time Lord. Why hasn't HE sensed her?
Is this his daughter (again?) That went so well the LAST TIME!
We still haven't figured out who kills the Doctor or why (I don't think it's the little girl, despite what some are saying.) Since the kid's out of the suit we can assume the Silence got into it afterwards (if that was a Silence, and since the Doctor killed them all by having everyone else on Earth do it.
This episode left me entirely confused, by the way. I can only hope others are just as lost.
Next week we get pirates. And mermaids.
Ta,
Bec
PS: Just heard that Osama Bin Laden is dead. Most people here saying it's a good thing, but let's be realistic here. We chased the guy for ten years, give or take, and lost a lot of lives in doing so. I knew from the moment we started chasing him that they would never, never take that man alive. He would rather have been dead than be in the hands of the people he hated so much. You have to question whether this will make things better or worse. Is it a good thing or a bad thing? Has someone already taken his place? Was it worth it?
I guess time will tell. I guess rejoicing is all right, if praising the death of another human being, no matter who it is, is the right thing to do. No matter how many died in that day and the days, months, and years that followed, rejoicing over someone's death seems crude.
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