I had a dream last night about Dr Who!!! It  was like the bestest dream ever. We were running away from these daleks down this street - then Billie Piper, Martha and myself had to hide behind a garden fence from the Daleks - then I defeated three Daleks by tricking them into blowing each other up. Then we ended up at a football stadium that was being patrolled by UNIT - UNIT began atacking us because they thought we were the baddies - then Martha persuaded them that a bomb was going to be released and that the football stadium needed to be evacuated immediatly - this happened, and then there was a big explosion!

David Tennant only *pretended to regenerate* in order to fool Davros - and then he pretended to lose his memory and became John Smith - he even fooled his companions into believing the Doctor was dead - but then at the eleventh hour 'John Smith' snuck onto the Crucible and defeated Davros - and then we had to find the TARDIS that had floated off into cyberspace - but we failed to find it, and whilst the Earth moved back to where it should be in the Universe, we were stuck in outer-space. The end.

WASN'T THAT LIKE THE BESTEST DREAM EVER?

Note the absence of the Torchwood team, Sarah Jane and ... Donna! Where was Donna??? I know --- I was  Donna! Because at the end it was me who stayed with the Doctor as his companion and comforted him over what happened.

Now if RTD doesn't do a better job than I did in a dream I will be writing to BBC Wales!

I wrote a sort of funny Harry/Luna for SC and Lacey =]
I love that pairing and the prompt just screamed them...

This morning my mom and I didn't fight, or get in a spat, but we disagreed about relationships...like whoa!

I saw this, and just about died laughing because part of it is so true, that it should not be funny but it is.

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I mean, I love California [born and raised, and will probably DIE here], and I like to think I'm not THAT self-centered about this state that I don't know that Canada is an entirely different country!

And LOL - Ok, I can totally take the piss at being labeled this ignorant 'cause I know several Californians who would probably think like this [bless their little pot-fogged brains...they don't know any better -pats-]

However, I think most people in the contiguous states probably view America the USA in this fashion. Better yet, most countries in the world view America the USA like this. ...so I'm not going to take personal insult at being labeled "like a total airhead, dude."

Word! <---Ok, that's so California's fault. I've been influenced for 25 years. o____O

But let's face it, most New Yorkers ARE rude and obnoxious; Seattle is Coffee Depot, USA - for fuck's sake, Starbucks started there!; there ARE a lot of senior citizens in Florida; Vegas is in the middle of FUCKING nowhere; and there's a lot of religious nuts in the old South [hello?! ex-Gov.Huckabee of Arkansas! Did you HEAR his politics? But ok, you know what, fine label me a liberal. Care.]

And this is the sort of shit that tears Americans United States citizens apart!
But if you really want to start a civil war between us Californians...well...I guess all you have to do is say "NorCal or SoCal" -- 'cause trust me...THERE is a riot waiting to happen. We're very loyal to our geography. Except, you know...when you band us all together like ignorant sycophants.

BTW: 5 brownie points to whoever actually knows why I crossed out "America" XD

Edit: And I can totally name at least ten things wrong with my state and have MAJOR flaws. I'm not blind to it just because I love it.

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I am pissed off. Majorly pissed off.

*sigh*

( And if your heart stops beating I'll be here wondering Did you get what you deserve? The ending of your life  )

I just found out that one of my students who graduated this past June 9th, died Saturday night.

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LAYER 1: THE OUTSIDE
Name: I go by many names...it depends on who you are and oh ok...Ritta. But I prefer "Ebil One"
D.O.B.: O__o I don't trust you enough to post it publicly. Besides, if you're my homie you should know it!
Current status: Of what? Currently, I'm sitting at the desk of my old PC trying to clean a dusty desk and shredding mail. And I found a check for $99 USD - PWN
Eye-colour: Just Brown
Hair-colour: Dark brown --- almost black
Right or left: Right-handed though I can persuade my left arm to cooperate if rightey is having a fit.

I'm trying out a new layout but I'm not liking it.
It might be gone before the week is over. -sigh-

On another note, I know there's a couple of knitters/crocheters in my f-list. I found this site: ravelry.com
But I'm not sure how many of you are familiar with it -- I don't have an account on it, but I requested an invitation so yeah. I'm trying to actually finish those gloves I started a year ago. I seem to loose a lot of focus. I wonder if I need Ritalin or something. I mean, I truly lose focus on projects, and somehow I've made it entirely through life like this. Is that...normal? O.o
I don't feel like it is. But see this was something I was working on with Dr. W - my total lack of focus and the blatant procrastination that I KNOW happens but make no effort to stop.

On another note, WB had a total freak out when I told him I was going to England in 16 days? OMG Only 16?! Where the hell did the time go?! -dies-
Right...
And oh dear, he couldn't believe it...he was like "are you serious? you're going? YOU?! Does mom even know?! WHY?!" It got a bit irritating almost as if I had an extra head or something. What gives? Is it that horrid a thought? He didn't look too happy about it either. I'm hoping that he's more worried than anything and not feeling left out or jealous. I truly feel that he's just worried.

Ever since I booked the flight I've been having all sorts of horrid thoughts...like I'm going to get mugged, or the plane will crash [God forbid], and my stomach twists up in knots...and Karla, OMG, poor Karla. I love her to pieces. I think I'm going to driver her mad with my constant worrying and freaks out on AIM and mini-hyperventilating melodrama.

I wish I could talk to Dr. W about my anxiety but she's disappeared. And I'm too upset to go to a new therapist. The trust is broken. Perhaps I should go talk to a priest? I am Catholic. I'm conflicted! I have made up my mind, and I'm most definitely going but the thought of the flight itself has made me a nervous wreck. I'm a walk wreck.

And I have so much shit to do in 16 days like pack, have my coat cleaned, and go confess my sins 'cause I'm just that morbid and want to die with a purified soul if something did happen. And -deep breath- just other stuff.

Can you even take Oreos on an airplane? Does anyone know?

I wonder if I can bribe my doctor to prescribe some Xanax. Would that help?!
-nervous giggle followed my nervous!crazy laughter-

This people is why I'm not in Gryffindor! I'm a total Ravenclaw who overanalyzes shit to death, and then when people piss her off goes all Slytherin!vengeance on them.

I'm hopeless.

BTW: Does anyone else want a postcard mailed to them from England? I have SC, Sandy, Karla, and Elle. If you want one let me know and you know like give me an addy or something. Email it to me or PM.  Don't post it here. Comments are NOT screened.

Here's a meme I stoled from elyaeru

This is a list of the top 100 money making movies of all time, bold the ones that you have seen and strikethrough the ones that you could not be paid enough to see again.

 Between:

Andrea being away with the family for fun

AND

Erika being away for somber reasons

AND

Slian being away for intermittant internet and other reasons

AND 

AND

AND 

AND

Spottedcat you are my only Beta/normal correspondant/reliable commentor available.

The balance of my sanity rests on YOU ALONE!

HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


(this is not to insult all my other friends who sometimes comment, just to say that if I have to live without some of the named individuals much longer I will not be responsible for my own actions.)

LOCO ONE: you took your random pills today?
LOCO ONE: =]
Random One: yeah
LOCO ONE: LOL
Random One: one for the morning, one for the afternoon, and one for the evening
Random One: i'll take another one
Random One: before i go to sleep
Random One: and dreamed about random stuff
LOCO ONE: LOL

I'm being a bitch tonight. It might be due to the fact that I have been locked inside a house for a week with nobody but my parents and grandparents for real company.

What a brilliant way to feel happy and loved back in Nottinghamshire. Ben and Sophie arranged this get together that we've been meaning to have for six months with our ex-English teacher without me, and then Ben casually drops me an email asking if I can do the date. The date being next Saturday, when a myriad of things could have prevented me from going. In fact, my mum might want me to work. 

Karla would want me to post this soo...

1. Make a list of 20 people in any order. They can be from rl, online or whatever as long as they're important to you. MAKE THIS LIST BEFORE YOU LOOK UNDER THE CUT. Put the rest of the rules under an LJ cut.

1. WB
2. Karla
3. Elle
4. Andi
5. Sandy
6. SC
7. Torner
8. Greenbean
9. Roomie
10. Lacey
11. Gary
12. Laura
13. Ms. M
14. Cousin Frank
15. CM
16. MQ
17. Suya
18. Lorena
19. Jacie the Cat
20. Chico

Thanks to all for nice birthday wishes and comments and so forths!!!!!!!!

So, this week has been ok.  

Last Saturday we went to Eileen and Chris's house to see them and play with her little babe-in-arms and House Elf, her HE being 17 mos old and female.

MY House Elf spent the night saying "Come on, Baby, let's GO" and running around the room in circles, with the little girl following.  Everytime he said it her father and I practically threw up laughing.  Well, a little exaggeration there, but...  and they had a CAKE for me, which was lovely, and the kids played with toys and were good and did not fight or cry at all though we were there hours and Braveheart got to hold the tiny tiny tiny baby, who held his hand, in return, with a hand so small a quarter could have hidden most of it.  He likes little babies.

I got nice presents from my boys - a knitting video which actually has tons of information, a book I really wanted but did not want to buy myself and a set of sock blockers.  Sock blockers are the ultimate sock geek thing and sort of look like very flat socks made of plastic, and you put them inside what you have knitted so you can take better pictures of the socks.  I can see I have you all convinced of my geekiness.

We were perfectly happy having the Elf go to the Preschool with the stone tower, and then got accepted to the first one we had wanted and had the happy dilemma of choosing between them.  They are both very very good.  We are sending him to the first one.  I hope it is the right decision, but if it is wrong is only a little wrong  - not like if we had sent him the the Gates of Mordor Preschool I also looked at, so that should be ok.

I got to talk to a knitting friend who shall remain nameless on the phone.

I got to meet up with an HP knitting person I met in the swap I am in at the moment, and teach her to spin, which was SOOO much fun!  She is a really cool person.  And sweet.  Cool and Sweet do not always coexist so happily, but it is working for her. 

My little person is just talking so much more - I finally have someone calling me Mommy!  Braveheart did for one day, once, as a gift to me, and never has since.  No idea why or how that is.  But The Elf calls me Mommy 100 times a day.  It is such music to my ears.  Oh, and I was told that the tunnelling in the couch is fishing.  He is looking for the fish.  OK.....


Spottedcat has put lots of stuff in her washer, albeit at different times, and yet it has not exploded.  This is SUCH a good thing.  She does not like cleaning up any more than I do, and explosions are very messy.

I managed to download Eldest for Braveheart from the NYPL and we are listening to it and of course because it is a library loan it is free.  Is this not cool?  So if we love it we can buy it and if we don't want to listen to it 150 thousand times, we don't have to buy it to hear it once. The Very BEST part is that you don't have to return anything , it just stops working, so NO FINES!  This is great.  the only person in the history of the US to give more to libraries than me is Andrew Carnegie, but mine is all in fines...

Gary posted a really cool thing  about writing that came in something he got.  Thank you Gary.

Julie seems to have gotten to the new house, Sandy is being packed (They sounded like they would be putting her in the box next, those movers,) Andrea is having a nice time I hope, my brother is applying for jobs  - and if you wish to aquire GREAT MERIT and be released from MANY revolutions of the wheel and also get gold stars on your crown in heaven AND be known as a real mensh for doing such a Mitsvah, PRAY FOR HIM TO GET A JOB, PLEASE!!!!

It is not that he is some gormless lump who does not deserve a job and needs charity. It is that he is very very competent, and very very good looking which normally does not hurt in a career, and is terrible at interviews.  And is in a dieing city and would like a job in his actual field, although Sears would probably be very happy to have him back selling more refridgerators, but we would prefer to keep him out of the locked wing, so....pray for him, please.  You don't know him from Neville's toad, and God will just be so pleased with you for caring!!!!  And that will also be nice.

And...My baby pointed at the swarm - the actual swarm - of fruit flies in the kitchen and said "Bufferflies!" Ah, perspective!!!!!

Your niceness next, please.