i'm a weenie

I only watched the first half of Doctor Who tonight. Hee. Partly because I didn't start until 11 and I'm really tired and was having trouble following, and partly because I figure ignorance is bliss. Although the emotional or non-emotional reactions of people on my f-list are already giving me a pretty good clue. :P Anyway, mostly good first half! Ha ha. I'll watch the rest tomorrow evening and will be sure to post then. And avoid most of my f-list in the meantime. *g*

Hope all the Americans on ye olde f-list had a nice Fourth; mine was low-key but enjoyable. Went to a cool neighborhood pub with girlunravelled and grammargirl (4th of July makes me crave burgers), then went back to girlunravelled's to have dessert and watch the fireworks. (imacartwright, we also played the game you sent me so I'll email you about it later.) I decided to take car service home, which was a mistake; the guy had no idea where he was going and at one point I was literally in front of the Cyclone at Coney Island. Let me assure you that this was very Out of the Way. It was kind of a kick to see it that night, though -- total madhouse.

Bob Herbert sums up my feelings about our country these days quite nicely. And when it comes to doing something about climate change, We're Number 8! Out of 8. But luckily someone has a plan to build Lilypad Cities for the inevitable global warming refugees, so that's something.

And apparently the celebratory date was originally supposed to be July 2nd. Huh.

I had a dream last night which largely involved Gaius Baltar trying to convince me he loved me and wanted to marry me. That shit is HILARIOUS.

I went into the city today to go to Macy's and hit a street fair nearby. I lucked out and managed to be at the street fair for like the one hour that it was sunny today. Then went to Macy's where I swear to god, I was the only New Yorker in the entire building, aside from the employees. It was weird. Normally I love the city on holiday weekends because everyone leaves, but at Herald Square the tourists just rush in to take their place. But, I got some needed (and some unneeded) shopping done and got some good deals, so all in all a good day.

Was really irritated when the cashier gave me the hard sell to get a Macy's card, even using my first name (b/c he saw my debit card). Finally I said "I'd rather not be in debt" and that still only barely deterred him. UGH. That pisses me off so much. I especially hated it when I was IN the debt management program and wasn't ALLOWED to have credit cards, and there are the sales clerks acting like it's the greatest thing in the world.... I mean, I know they're just doing their jobs, but the policy makes me so angry. Store cards are the devil's playground, and I should know.

Gillian Anderson is so hot in this picture I can't stand it. As you can see I felt the need to make an icon immediately. Feel free to snag.

And quote of the day, from TV Guide:
"They are the same and they feel the same way about each other." [says Duchovny] Right, but what way is that exactly? Duchovny grins. "There's definitely some skin in this movie," he says slowly. "And not all of it is being flayed or ripped apart. There's some Gillian skin, and some of mine." Okay, granted, it's Duchonvy, so take it with an entire salt mine of salt, but hey. *g*

So apparently the girls from Jezebel went on this show Lizz Winstead does and got totally faced and said all kinds of stupid shit like "I think I've never been raped because I'm, like, smart." Quite the little brouhaha in the blogosphere. It never ceases to amaze me how these chicks and people like them, on Gawker, etc., become so ridiculously venerated. I just...don't even get it. Anyway. Wee bit of schadenfreude there, I suppose.

Bruce Campbell interview. That one's for you, jesshelga.

Hot Blair and Chuck pic! And I don't even ship them! Well, not really. Ahem.

What are people doing with their tax rebate checks? Buying porn. I really do love this country.

Speaking of which.... I Love Money premieres tomorrow night! Woot.

OK, off to bed. So tired.

i have trouble letting go, leather edition

I'm cleaning out my closet (cue Eminem tune) and am having a lot of trouble getting rid of something I know I should get rid of: my cropped black leather motorcycle jacket.

( Exhibit A. )

Of course, I haven't worn it in over ten years and it doesn't really fit anymore and it's no longer in style, but damn, I love this jacket. So many fond memories. Wore it all through college. Hey, I wore it the first time I ever went to a fannish gathering, an X-Files Creation con in...1995, I think?

( See? )

All it's doing now is gathering dust in my closet. But I love looking at it. Tell me, wise f-list, what should I do?

[Poll #1218792]

doctor who, mostly

Side note: I don't know what it is about the stuff in my shopping cart at drugstore.com -- Ziploc bags, deodorant, tampons, sunblock, fish oil capsules -- that is causing the site to recommend I also add Plan B. Perhaps they feel the tampons convey some degree of sexual activity? If only that were the case.

Anyway, watched the rest of "Journey's End." ( Reaction. )

I watched the casting special for I Love Money today and it was the greatest thing I'd ever seen in my life. Heat has his own action figure. At one point, Gary Busey shows up to talk to Mr. Boston. It's a must-see, for reals. Also, for Beauty and the Geek fans, they showed Megan on vacation with...Cecile. Apparently they're buds. Which, now that Megan's true colors have been revealed, totally figures. UGH. Will watch the premiere tomorrow, as tonight it conflicted with In Plain Sight...

And In Plain Sight was eh. Liked the Marshall stuff though. My favorite parts were the Psych commercial and the Burn Notice commercial.

Thanks for all the votes in the leather jacket poll! Congratulations, you have successfully enabled me into keeping the jacket. I got rid of a LOT of clothes this weekend, so I feel justified in doing so. :)