Oh. My. Gosh.

(Yeah, yeah, I've been busy. That's all I'll say.)

But to get back to the topic. Oh. My. Gosh. The Doctor Who season 4 finale was sooooooo good. I've thought about it for the past few days, and while I was hesitant at first to give it the TWO thumbs up, I've officially decided to do so. There was one hiccup, but I've gotten over that. And, yes, I did cry at the end. (Billie Piper promised I would on the cover of Doctor Who magazine a few months ago; she was so right.) Everyone was there: Sarah Jane, K-9, Capt. Jack, Rose, Jackie, Mickey, Martha, and the Daleks. I would feel bad, like I was ruining something for you, but 1) I know the people that read this don't watch the Doctor, and 2) very few people actually read this. ;) Anyway...I'm a nerd, I lurved it, and I can't wait for November 19, my birfday. If I don't get that 4th season wrapped up in pretty birfday paper, I might cry. I can't wait to watch the whole season again*.



*Even though I was VERY doubtful at first, this season ended up being jolly good. There were only two episodes that got my guff(...gruff? You know what I mean), and those I probably will only watch again once. The Moffat two-parter was to die for! And you have NO idea what I'm talking about!!! But I don't care! ;)

As if Brad & Angelina Aren't Bad Enough

These two got married? How is that fair? Two such beautiful people should not be allowed to co-habitate let alone get married. What is their goal in life anyway? They already make every other male and female feel overly self conscious about their bodies. What are they going to do now? Populate the world with uber-beautiful children to make everyone feel even worse??? Seriously. There should be laws against this.
P.S. Yes, I know I'm way late with this information, but I've been under a rock lately. Sorry!

RIGHT NOW

Do you know what's happening right now? Right now as I type this? Right now as I sit in my bedroom dreading the start of Game 3 of the NLDS? Do you know???

The New Kids are in Chicago!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm stuck here, two and a half hours south.

Yup, that's right, folks. I've finally succumbed to the fact that I'm majorly bummed about the fact that I don't get to see NKOTB on their grand reunion tour. Today instead, I got to glimpse their brand new Behind the Music on VH-1. I say glimpse, because I did not sit through the whole thing. Their "behind the music facts" are things I've been hip to since I was freaking 8!!!

• The boys grew up on the bad streets of Dorchester--duh.
• Joey "quit" at one time, cause he felt uncomfortable with the constant ribbing by the older boys--yeah, yeah.
  
• Maurice Starr wanted the boys to call him captain or general (hence the stupid hat)--got it.
• They were marketed to black audiences first, via R&B radio--knew it.
• They burst on to the scene when a POP radio DJ played "Please Don't Go Girl" in Florida--I know.
• Donnie destroyed hotel rooms, Jon had anxiety issues, and they sold millions of dollars of shiz that got out of control--I KNOW!!!!!

Holy jeez! It was the most uninformative stuff I've ever seen! I'm just bitter, cause I'm not where I want to be tonight. Whatever. I want to see the 40-year-olds dance just one more time...Is that so much to ask!?!