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I haven’t done one of these in about 10,000 years, so let’s get this show on the road.

1. Full name: Tracy Angelina Evans
2. Nicknames: Tin, Tinhuviel, George, Darth Shriek
3. Birthplace: Asheville, North Carolina USA
4. Birthday: 10 September, 1967
5. Where Do You Live Now?: San Diego, California
6. Parent(s): Father Unit has passed. Mother Unit is here in San Diego.
7. Sibling(s): ZERO
8. Looks: Better off invisible.
9. Favourite Animal(s): Anything non-human, except for millipedes and centipedes. Like humans, they can go fuck themselves.
10. Favorite TV Show(s): Impractical Jokers, Better Call Saul

11. Favorite Kind(s) Of Music: Most everything but Country and Opera.
12. Favorite Movie(s): Sci-Fi, Unusual, Conceptual, Foreign
13. School: Some college, focusing on English and Veterinary Assistance
14. Future School: I’m too old for this question. The Chapel Perilous

15. Future Job: Testing new, effective sleep aids.
16. Boyfriend/Girlfriend: nah
17. Best Buds: I’m a bit of a hermit these days.
18. Favorite Candy: Milk Dud
19. Hobbies: Music, reading, writing
20. Things You Collect: Grudges, CDs, movies, moments in time.

21. Do You Have A Personal Phone Line: Yes
22. Favorite Body Part Of The Opposite Sex? The eyes and brain
23. Any Tattoos And Where Of What?: Red & Black Triskele on right hand, Green Shriekback logo on left hand, Mwanza Flat-headed Agama with green and blue hues instead of pinkish and blue.
24. Piercing(s) And Where?: not anymore
25. What Do You Sleep in?: clothing
26. Do you like Chain Letters: aw HELL NAW.
27. Best Advice: Reality is peripheral.
28. Favorite Quotes: Hope for the best, expect the worst. - Mel Brooks.
29. Non-sport Activity You Enjoy: sleep
30. Dream Car: A transporter

31. Favorite Thing To Do In Spring: Avoid the sun.
32. What’s Your Bedtime: Whenever I’m lucky.
33. Where Do You Shop: Wherever I can.
34. Coke or Pepsi: Cheerwine

35. Favorite Thing(s) To Wear?: Something loose that will allow me to blend into my surroundings.
36. Favorite Subject(s) In School: English and Creative Writing

37. Favorite Color(s): Green, Red, Black
38. Favorite People To Talk To Online: People with brains and a wicked sense of humour that has set them on the road to Hell.

39. Root-Beer or Dr. Pepper? Root beer

40. Do You Shave? I’m too old for that bullshit.

41. Favorite Vacation Spot(s): I don’t do vacations. My favourite place to BE is England.
42. Favorite Family Member(s): Smidgen
43. Did You Eat Paint Chips When You Were a Kid? WHAT?
44. Favorite CD you own: Currently Without Real String or Fish by Shriekback
45. The ONE Person Who You Hate The Most: Going with an old standard here and saying Pat Robertson.
46. Favorite Food(s)?: Potatoes
47. Who Is The Hottest Guy or Girl In The World?: I have a very short list.
48. What Is Your Favorite Salad Dressing?: Bleu Cheese.
49. When You Die, Do You Wanna Be Buried or Burned Into Ashes? I don’t care, as long as I end up on Craggy Dome.
50. Do You Believe In Aliens?: Absolutely.

51. If You Had The Chance To Professionally Do Something, What would You Do? I’m already a Professional Misanthropist.
52. Things You Obsess Over: Various artists, ideas, philosophies, theories, general weirdness
53. Favorite Day of the Week: Don’t bloody care.
54. An Authority Figure You Hate: The Feudal Mistress still tops the list.
55. Favorite Disney Movie: Bambi
56. What Is Your Favorite Season? Winter
57. What Toppings Do You Like On Your pizza? Cheese, with extra cheese, and cheese on the side.
58. Do You Like Your School Food Itself (As In The District Food): I never ate it.
59. If You Could Live Anywhere, Where Would You Live? Avebury, Wiltshire, UK
60. Favorite Thing(s) To Do On Weekends: Sleep, if I can accomplish it.

61. Favorite Magazine(s): Don’t have one.
62. Favorite Flower(s): White rose

63. Favorite Number(s): 5

64. Favorite Ice Cream flavor(s): Ben & Jerry’s Wavy Gravy

65. What Kind of Guys/Girls Are You Attracted to?: Dangerously intelligent, beautiful, talented, and hilarious.

66. What’s Your Most Embarrassing Moment? I inadvertently introduced myself to someone as his wife.

67. If You Could Change One Thing About Yourself What Would It be? I would be fearless.

68. Do You Eat Breakfast First Then Brush Your Teeth or Brush first ten eat breakfast: breakfast first.

69. Favorite Time of Day: Whenever I get to sleep.

70. Can A Guy and Girl Be Just “Best Friends?”: Why not?

71. Do You Ask The Girl/Guy Out Or Do You Wait For Them To Come To You?: I don’t go there anymore.

72. Do You Mind Paying For Sex? I never would.

73. What’s The Most Important thing In Someone’s Personality: Sentience

74. Do you have a pager or cell phone? Cell

75. Favorite Sport: Flambodious Butt-walking

76. What Was the Best Gift You Ever Received? Love

77. How Long Did This Letter Take You To Finish?: Not very long.

78. What Did You Listen To While Completing It?: Electric Light Orchestra’s Alone in the Universe.

79. Are you or would you like to be married in the near future (next 5 years)? NEGATIVE

80. Don’t u just hate how psychics never win the lottery? I hate it more than I don’t win the lottery. I hate psychics, especially the ones who claim to talk to your dead relatives. They’re grifters who should be drawn and quartered. The End.

Mood: cranky
Where? the house
Music: Jeff Lynne's ELO - All My Life

That's what someone on a website I visit just said.

This person is obviously blind, brain-damaged, or playing an April Fools joke.

I have seen the most beautiful man in the world, and it ain't Cillian Murphy.

And I'm not talking about The Roth either, although he's waaaay up there.

There's a certain delicacy to beauty. If you reach a level of beauty that can only be surmised as terrifying, then you may well be on your way to ranking as the most beautiful man in the world. But, that spot is currently taken, so you'll just have to wait for a vacancy. It may be a very very long wait indeed.

Mood: WTF?
Where? home
Music: Restaurant for Dogs - Human Animal

A few years back, I made a series of posts called The Man Menagerie. I thought it would be fun, while I wait on more lyrics for Illuminati, to make a music video featuring an assload of sexy men. This is the result.

Starring in order of appearance:

Brad Pitt (as the throwaway)
Tim Roth (as the bow-legged one)
Stephen Rea
Anthony Hopkins
Adam Ant
Malcolm McDowell
Anthony Andrews
Adewale Akinnuoye-Agbaje
Hugo Weaving
Clive Barker
Ed Kowalczyk
Stuart Townsend
Johnny Depp
Bear McCreary
Adrien Brody
Danny Huston
Chiwetal Ejiofor
Dave Matthews
Prince
Gordon Currie
Vin Diesel
Danny Elfman
Jeremy Piven
Eddie Izzard
Will Smith
Jeff Goldblum
Craig Parker
Billy Zane
Heath Ledger
Kieron Elliot
Jason Carter
Joshua John Miller
Naveen Andrews
Joaquin Phoenix
Vincint D'Onofrio
Herbert Lom
Michael Nouri
Lenny Von Dohlen
Orson Welles
Mark Sheppard
Ray Park
James McAvoy
Jason Isaacs
Julian Sands
Kevin Spacey
Peter Murphy
Alfred Molina
Rik Mayall
Robert Downey Jr.
Alan Rickman

( clickie for eye candy )

Mood: awake
Where? home
Music: Dr. Demento - Peter The Meter Reader

Lee Pace has been cast in Peter Jackson's The Hobbit as the Elvenking, Thranduil. Now, I used to watch him in Pushing Daisies and thought he was relatively cute in that, but I didn't go all gaga over him...until now. Omigawd, he's beautiful! He's a total Elf. Peter Jackson did one hell of a job when he cast Lee Pace as a Tolkien Elf. But I feel like a total cradle robber, as Lee was born in 1979. Seriously, though, how can you not just fall in love with this lovely man?

( more Lee )

Mood: enthralled
Where? home
Music: Shriekback - Clear Trails

Me.

Aunt Tudi and I had to run some errands this afternoon, so we were gone from shortly before 5 PM until just now. The journey was interminable. If I didn't have my music in the car, I'd go as crazy as a half-starved yak in the barren Canadian desert.

The main thing that kept us was, of course, Wally World. Aunt Tudi is a girly-girl when it comes to shopping whereas I am definitely of the male persuasion: get in, get what you need as quickly as possible, get out, speed off. Aunt Tudi has to stop and look at shit we can't even buy. Why look at it if you can't buy it? What's the point? I don't know. All I know is I got home at what is regularly my bedtime (like that has really mattered much until just recently) and I'm still ready and rearing to zizz along. It'll take me an hour or two just to decompress from my day out in amongst the Great Unwashed.

Fortunately, we got in just in time enough to pop a tape in to record Law & Order. I'd stopped watching this show until this past year when Anthony Anderson and Linus Roache joined the crew. I adore Anthony Anderson, ever since I saw him in My, Myself, and Irene (bye bye Daddeh!) and Linus I just want to lick like a big Manchester lollipop. He does an incredible American accent, but I prefer his native Brit accent, much to no one's surprise.

What is it with Brits doing such fine American accents of late? The two that immediately come to mind are Linus Roache and Hugh Laurie. I still can't get over his portrayal of House 'cos I was introduced to his mad talent in Blackadder. Totally foppish and silly, he was.

Anyway...I'm gonna half watch L&O and eyeball my books, then try to prepare for bed and maybe some blessed Zyprexa sleep. It's good to be in.

Mood: tired
Where? home
Music: Lighterthief - Lover

I watched a movie on Nickelodeon last night about....kids. It was called Gym Teacher: the Movie and it starred Christopher Meloni. That's why I watched it. Any chance to see Chris Meloni is one I take, even if I have to watch kids to do so. It's not Oz, but it'll tide me over until the new season of SVU grinds into action.

Mood: tired
Where? home
Music: Shriekback - Running on the Rocks

booraven22 hooked her buds up with a website that features delicious photographs of lovely manflesh. I had to save some of my favourites.

( cut for heavy visual loveliness )

So did my post make any hearts out there go pitty-pat? I hope so. If you're interested in the other men I have in my collection, feel free to go here.

Good night.

Mood: shamelessly lusty
Where? home
Music: The Alan Parsons Project - Wine From The Water

Kevin Spacey as Lex Luthor....

::dies with teh lust::

Mood: horny
Where? in front of the tv watching LOST
Music: LOST

Remember the nerdly kid from Near Dark and Janet Jackson's Rhythm Nation film?

Well, he's alllllll grown up now....

Mood: horny like whoa
Music: Aliens

( like Winter in July )

Mood: enthralled
Music: Aliens

Thanks to my Moon, I've been in bed for the majority of the day eating Imitrex like Pez and using Riley's butt for a pillow. I rescheduled with Llew for tomorrow when we might actually get some flying in and have logged onto the Internet now to send the doc Aunt Tudi's blood glucose levels and hunt for sexual predators in Duncan. No, I'm not looking for a date. It's for Aunt Tudi 'cos she's paranoid n'shit.

I had a nightmare this morning.
I dreamt that I went to Wal-Mart for some supplies as Aunt Tudi was in the hospital. I picked her up several DVDs whilst there, then went out to my car, which was Johnna's car that I had recently purchased from her. Before I started the car, this dude got in the passenger's side and started sprinkling lighter fluid all over the car seat. I told him to stop it and began wrestling with him, trying to get him out of the car. His first attempt at igniting the fluid with a match didn't work, but it worked the second time and I jumped out of the car cursing at the man. He just smiled and continued his silence until I pulled out my camera. "I'm taking a picture of you, asshole, so the cops will know who to look for!" His smile faltered and he told me to hand over the camera. I told him no and he started chasing me as I ran back into Wal-Mart, snapping pictures behind me. I was begging for help and some associates took me to a security room. Shortly, two detectives came in to question me about the incident. I told how into Law & Order I was and asked to which cop on the shows did they relate. One said Brisco, the other said Goren. I showed the pictures and they asked me to email them to the police station and gave me the email address. They told me that my car wasn't the only one that had been torched, that the dude had burned several cars in a line in the parking lot. Freaky. Later, I was in a security room at the mall of all places, talking to two fellas about something that seemed quite unrelated. When I opened the door to the outside, there the firebug was. The dudes grabbed hold of him and held him while I called the detectives to come pick him up. And I took more pictures of him just to rub it in that he'd been caught.

Sci-Fi is showing disaster flicks today. It seems like all they ever show on Saturdays are disaster flicks or giant bug/mutant animal flicks. I want an Outer Space Saturday or a High Fantasy Friday. The killer beasts and sundering earth motif has gotta freakin' go.

In a break from regular Friday tradition, I'm posting some quizzes. I have a right since my head hurts.

( A coupla quizzes. )

In other news, Kevin James has got to be one of the sexiest men on Earth. That is all.

Mood: uncomfortable
Music: King of Queens

Motley has critiqued my book by placing a poo-covered paw print on the cover page. She came out of the litter box and put her stamp of disapproval right there underneath the title. That pretty much says it all and tells me that I have my work cut out for me. It also tells me that Motley wants to be a critic when she grows up. She's vicious enough for such an occupation. Oh, and I think my feelings are hurt.

Insomnia had me in her hateful grip last night. I think I got maybe a couple of hours sleep at most, and that wasn't all together. Right before I went to the bedroom around 2 AM, I turned on the telly to check the weather. Noticed that Soylent Green was on and amused myself with thoughts of how fun it is to blurt out "Soylent Green is people!" at the most inopportune times, particularly during social gatherings. That was really the only good thing about the movie, that exclamation. It came in the last five minutes of the movie, but you knew this was the fact in the first five minutes. The hour and fifty minutes in between was tedious at best and made you want to gouge out your eyes with your thumbs.

How did Charleton Heston turn from being a 1970s super-dooper sci-fi b-movie groovster into a 21st Century gun Nazi? Was it all the damn dirty apes? Was it an overdose of Soylent Green? Was it hanging out with fugly Italian mobster vampires? Just what prompted the transformation? Inquiring minds want to know.

And what is it about John Leguizamo's abdomen that's so damned sexy? He's got a face like butt, but a body like a Greek god. I usually don't notice things like that, but Mr. Leguizamo is different for some reason, and I can't figure out why. It's maddening, I say, maddening!

Another thing I wonder: how on Earth can people keep more than one journal? I can barely keep up with this one and forget to post half the stuff I want to most of the time because I'm daft as hell. Better question: why would someone want to keep more than one journal? Why not keep everything in one big clump where it can all be found? Is it just me? Am I simpleminded or something? It just boggles my mind to think about keeping a separate journal for writing, one for religious matters, one for pets, and so on. Communities are different. I think they pretty much maintain themselves depending on the willingness of members to participate. I really don't feel obligated to communities, even though that may be the wrong way of thinking. But a journal should represent the whole of the person in my opinion. To fragment that is a disservice to oneself. Same goes for filters. I have very few filters because I can't be sussed to keep up with such. Call it laziness or an unwillingness to fragment my journal for the convenience of others. It's my journal. What you see is what you get. Feel free to skip over the crap in which you're not interested. Yo.

In other news. ....DUM DUM DUM: My biological clock is ticking like a sonnamabeetch. I'm pretty sure it's a combination of PMS, the abandoned baby on the taped Law & Order: SVU, and having just recently been assaulted by Angel. It would be a bleak day in history if I ever became a mother. I'm not mother material. I can tolerate and even enjoy the antics of a baby animal, but a human child pisses me right the fuck off. I want to squeeze its neck 'til its head pops off. Take Motley for instance. She's meaner than shit, but I think she's cute as can be. If she were a human, I would have already beaten her like an old rug. So, I will do the world a service and not get pregnant now.... or ever. Or maybe I'll end up being John Leguizamo's babymama and my child will have a fabulicious abdomen.

Mood: blah
Music: Law & Order: MCA

One of my all-time favourite movies is on USA right now: Event Horizon. I will watch this movie every chance I get. When we switched to DVD, it was the first DVD I bought. That one scene where they finally decode the ship's log and see what happened when the gravity drive was engaged, then Laurence Fishburne (who is always THE MAN) said, "We're leaving" is the best scene not just in this movie but any damned movie EVAR. The deadpan reaction to the utter mayhem is priceless. PRICELESS.

And then there are so many good looking men in this film:
Laurence Fishburne
Sean Pertwee (who has the second best line: "This ship is fucked.")
Sam Neill
Richard T. Jones (who has the third best line: "Don't hit me!" and the fourth best line: "Would you like something hot and black inside you?")
Jason Isaacs (who should play Barry Andrews in a movie, any movie, please dammit, I said please!)

If I ever get a pair of fake eyes, trust me, there will be a "liberate tutemae ex inferis" icon. That'd be fun. Really fun.

Today, I feel like warmed over shit on shit. I fell yesterday, did I mention? Fell...right...down...but I didn't break my crown. Almost, but not quite. I have a bruise on my face and one on my forehead, and I have several bruises on my bad knee, which should go over very well with the orthopaedist on Friday. And I hurt. Oh how I hurt. I'm not going into how or why I fell. I don't like to embarrass myself over clumsiness. Suffice to say I am not fucking amused.

Have yet to make it to the post office. Thought about going yesterday, then it occurred to me that I was not able to because of the holiday. Maybe I'll go on Friday. I have so many things to mail there. And I also need to get the passport thingamabob rolling. My problem is that I have less than zero motivation. LESS than. I'd like to say all I want to do is sleep, but I really don't want to do that either. I have no inclination to do anything. It would take The Alpaca Lips to get my arse in gear. Guess that's why I'm so keen on having a good ole Alpaca Lips.

Okay, now we're watching Judge Judy kick everybody's arse. Judge Judy never fails to cheer me up.

Mood: sore
Music: judge judy

I was supposed to go hang out with Llew today and take some picture of his Queen Bee in flight, but it's too cold and windy, so we've rescheduled for tomorrow at 1:30 PM sharp.

Battlestar Galactica. Ohmyfuckingawd. I'm not gonna say anything about it so as not to spoil anyone. Just.....OHMYFUCKINGAWD! Okay, I'll say one thing, but it's not really spoilerish. If that exchange between Starbuck and Admiral Cain doesn't inspire some heinous fanfic, then I no longer know or am able to identify ships. Whoa nelly.

Thanks to Aunt Tudi and the Father Unit, I have become a total Law & Order nut. I don't feel right if Law & Order isn't on the telly, especially when I'm online. The habit formed rather quickly and now I'm stuck. Law & Order: SVU is my favourite, then CI. I desperately want to shag Vincent D'Onofrio. And I love Christopher Meloni, too, but I prefer him as a savage criminal behind bars, ravishing every man who comes his way. Come to think of it, the only thing that would get me to join up to Netflix is the opportunity to watch Oz from start to finish. That would rock my world.

Pineapple yoghurt is Manna from Heaven. When the Jews left Egypt for the Promised Land, God sent them globs of pineapple yoghurt. This is a Holy Mystery, so pay attention.

Now that I have that out of the way, it's MEME TIME! This was stolen from every-damned-body.

Reply to this post, and I'll tell you *at least* one reason why I like you. Then put this in your own journal, and spread the love.

Mood: blah
Music: Law & Order: LBJ

I just spotted Kevin Smith in a Law & Order episode. How cool is that? I never fail to notice eye candy....

Right now, I feel like yak shite warmed up on a broken hotplate in a bare room on the skids. Yeah, just like that. It's my fault. I'm not getting into it. This is just to mark the day, so I'll know when looking back.

Hopefully tomorrow will be better for me. It has to be. HAS. TO. BE.

I'm logging off in a few minutes. Can't bear to be too still for too long. It's driving me mad.

Mood: uncomfortable
Music: Law & Order: J&SB

I met all the qualifications to continue my unemployment insurance. After just an hour at the SCEC, I was out of there and free for another 6 or so weeks. I think the lady who handled my case was eager to see me away from her desk since I still sound like Snuffleuppagus.

After years of serious consideration, I have decided that Garth Brooks is sexy.

Go with god.

Mood: guilty
Music: King of Queens

I feel just a tad better, having eaten and taken some medicine. I've had to take off my flannel shirt and am now in a tee. Not sure if it's a fever or if it's just hotter than hell in this house. I'm trying to stay online and keep my mind busy from focusing too much on my current Garmonbozia. Of course, that means that I'll write about it. Bleh.

Peter Jackson has lost a phenomenal amount of weight. He's now no longer as adorable as he used to be. I like large men. I prefer them that way. That's just my taste. Peter Jackson always reminded me of Xavier. Now? Meh. I'm still not certain if I want to see King Kong. I never liked any of the previous Kong movies, feeling very bad for the giant ape. Really, I don't need any more encouragement in my misanthropy. If the movie ends differently from the others, I may consider seeing it. If not.... well, I can think of a number of other flicks I'd rather go see.

I'd like to have the entire series of Twin Peaks on DVD. That'd be groovy. It's been years since I saw the show and, even though I despised how it ended, it's still one of those television programs that defined a large chunk of my life.

Motley is now wide awake and ready to rumble. We'll be pulling her out of the pen soon and will let her explore the house at her leisure. My aim is to have her totally out of the pen by Wednesday. She's really too large for it and, since she's no longer contagious and seems to be getting on with the other beasties well, I want her out and free to be herself.

I'm hungry. For the first time today, I'm hungry. Grapes are in order.

Mood: sick
Music: The Golden Girls

Barnabus Collins: I was a wee tot when the Mother Unit would watch Dark Shadows. I remember standing in my play pen and just gawking at Barnabus.

Willy Wonka: Gene Wilder's Willy Wonka. His control over the Oompa Loompas made him a very attractive figure to me. You weren't really certain if you were safe or not around Willy, and I found that fascinating.

Bertram from "When Things Were Rotten.": His twin Renaldo, played by the same man, held no attraction for me at all. It as Bertram, the evil twin, who pinched my cheeks. He was played by Richard Dimitri.

Varian from "Fantastic Journey.": He was the mysterious one on the show. Very eloquent and regal. He was played by Jared Martin.

Darth Vader: Faceless, draped in black leather, imposing personality. He took no shit and gave out ass-whippings like they were Christmas presents. I wanted to hide in his robes like a perverse waif.

Dracula: Particularly Michael Nouri's Dracula. When he played "Midnight in Moscow" on the piano, I was utterly at his mercy. This was in 1979 and began a permanent fascination for vampires.

Jeff Lynne: His music spoke to me on a level that impossible for me to sufficiently communicate. And the fact that he conceals his face with a beard, moustache, and sunglasses never fails to enthrall me and kindle my imagination.

Randall Flagg: I can, to this (probably more so now) day, feel an incredible kinship to Nadine. She was terrified to go into the desert and be with her bridegroom, but her compulsion to do so outweighed any fear she harboured. Randall Flagg seemed to be everything to everyone, yet he always remained true to himself, even if that meant being an imp of hell.

Boy George: Ever since I heard him in 1982, I sought to emulate his singing style and expertise in make-up.

Barry Andrews: Do I really need to say anything about him that I haven't already said?

Darth Maul: I never see the red/black colour combo without thinking of my beloved Darth Maul.

Herbert Lom: His real name is Herbert Charles Angelo Kukecevic ze Schluderpacheru and he's originally from Prague. His endless eyes combined with that name make me convinced that he is of Romany ancestry. His exotic appearance and irresistible voice never fail to float about by way of lust-powered helium.

Pie-Oh-Pah: Probably the most perfect character ever created by Clive Barker.

Pinhead: Another Barker creation, Pinhead is my BDSM god. No one else can make chains and hooks as sexy as he does.

Hawk: The feather-headed dude from Buck Rogers. His anger and determination always spoke to me.

Richard B. Riddick: Nothing drives me up the wall more than an anti-hero.

Why I was compelled to make this list, I have no idea. It's not even a complete list. Perhaps I'm too bored for my own good.

Mood: thoughtful
Music: Bruce Almighty

I can't seem to immerse in the story line for being so busy ogling Stuart Townsend and pondering all the deliciously nasty things I'd like do to him, with, on him, and in front of him.

Mind, I adored the original "Night Stalker" and will learn to love this show, too but, for right now I'm only watching this new show because I'm a lusty wench with self-control.

Damn Charlize Theron! Not only did she ruin the best song Journey ever recorded, but now she can lay claim to this beautiful Elfin man! Life just ain't fair, man!

Anyway..I'm beginning to feel a tad better. The soreness has gone away a bit, so I'm looking forward to an even better day tomorrow. My suddenly pleasant feeling occurred at the precise moment of seeing our new Kolchak eyeballing a story as only Kolchak could. Still though....even with the blondish hair, Stuart looked better in Queen of the Damned. There's just something about a lithe, predatory man with a rich accent and a voice that makes you want to roll about, all Pentecostal. Wait....didn't I just describe someone else?

I am at the mercy of my constantly babbling mind. This is why I take Lunesta. It's just enough to make my hyperactive brain and squoosh it into slumber juice. I still wake up an average of 3 times a night when I take one, but can actually get back to sleep. Without, I may achieve REM once or twice a week, and I feel as though astral Sumo wrestlers have had their way with me repeatedly. So....Lunesta? Roger Ebert gives it a thumbs up and a Buddy Christ finger point.

It's important that I sleep well tonight, for tomorrow is going to be rather busy. We've got to take the three dogs, and Smidgen and Shmoop to Dr. Patch's office for a week's boarding. Afterward, I need to balance my bank checkbook and pull out a little road money for our trip. I'm sure Aunt Tudi will want to scrub the entirety of our domicile with a tooth brush, cos she OCD like whoa. I need to charge some batteries and pack. Since I'm gonna be gone to the Father Unit's abode for a week, packing may take a little longer this time. I usually spend 5 minutes throwing things in bags for a weekend visit. This time, I may have to take 10 minutes. Aunt Tudi hates that, but she folds her panties before placing them in the dirty clothes hamper. What a fruit!

OMG! "Night Stalker" is featuring "More Heat than Light" by The Veils (Barry Andrews' son, Finn). The song is written by Finn, Barry, and Carl Marsh and there's a Shriekback version of the tune in addition to the Veils' version. Any show that gives props to my beloved Andrews fellas is sehr gut with me. Groovy music to accompany the holy vision that is Stuart Townsend.....I think my sex drive just got a wee jolt. This requires deep thought.

There's something wrong with you when a song can inspire such passion in a person hardly fazed by much of anything. If I could filter that passion in some other way, maybe I could do something that might benefit the world....not necessarily humans....but the world. Instead I remain a sofa spud and get all twitchy at the sound Finn rockin' out.

Mood: relaxed
Music: The Frighteners

Sex defined:

Michael Bublé singing "Fever."

That is all. Amen.

Mood: mildly turned on
Music: Michael Buble "Fever"

Simply because I am an only child, duh!

You Are Likely an Only Child

At your darkest moments, you feel frustrated.
At work and school, you do best when you're organizing.
When you love someone, you tend to worry about them.

In friendship, you are emotional and sympathetic.
Your ideal careers are: radio announcer, finance, teaching, ministry, and management.
You will leave your mark on the world with organizational leadership, maybe as the author of self-help books.

The Birth Order Predictor

In other news, I am now hopelessly in lust with Stuart Townsend.

The end.

Mood: sick
Music: Weather Channel spelling DOOM for the Crescent City

I'd rather be in a ditch, covered in petrol, and on fire than to be here in The Pit right now, listening to the Feudal Mistress be self-important over the phones. She hasn't shut her pie-hole all damned day long. Speaking of the Feudal Mistress, I've decided to do something thoroughly petty and immature after I'm in possession of my severance check. Tuesday morning, I packed up the remainder of my goodies in one of those bankers boxes the Feudal Mistress said she prefer I not use so, after I have my check in hand and cashed, I'm gonna get Aunt Tudi to take a picture of me holding the bankers box, and then I'm gonna email it to the Feudal Mistress with a sound wave of Nelson Muntz going "HA-HA."

For some ungodly reason, Aunt Tudi and I have watched "Family Feud" for the past couple of evenings. When I was a kid and watched it during the Richard Dawson years, when the entire stage needed to be scrubbed with bleach, I was always so happy to get the number one answer. Not so anymore. If you get the number one answer on "Family Feud," this means that you're part of the herd mentality much more than you would care to admit. If I lost miserably on "Family Feud" because I never got any of the survey answers, I'd be proud and proclaim my individuality before the studio audience and viewers nationwide. Then again, being a contestant on "Family Feud" would pretty much scream for all to witness that I and my family are nothing but drones caught up in the icky icky glue that is American Pop Culture. I have to say that the new "Family Feud" pretty much sucks. They've changed the music and the families that compete are high-fiving empty-headed weebles. I do like Richard Karn, though. I always liked him on "Home Improvement." He's my "type," or one of them.

After work, I will be afforded the supreme honour of going to Wal-Mart for an hour or so before picking up Chester from the vet's. Oh, how I love to spend my time at Wally World! Again....I'd rather be in a ditch, covered in petrol, on fire. Thankfully, we don't have much to pick up, so I won't have to be there for very long. My homicidal nature is honed to a nice fine point whilst in the presence of so many Rednecks in a confined area, so the sooner I get out of there, the better off I'll be.

My squeaky chair has begun to vex me. I thought about asking Lonnie to send a dude up with some WD-40 but, really, why bother now? I only have 9 hours and 10 minutes total to suffer the noise.

Mood: agonisingly bored
Music: more swanky jazz

I caught some photos of Riley last night as he did impersonations of Sadako from Ringu and Regan from The Exorcist.

( Riley as Sadako )
( Riley as Regan )

I got up early today and wrote out some bills. Then Aunt Tudi and I went to Wal-Mart. We got there around 1 PM and left at 3:15. That was my activity for the day. That's bloody enough.

Now I'm wrapped up on the couch watching Queen of the Damned on Sci-Fi. Stuart Townsend makes for a beautiful Lestat. He's going to be Kolchak in the remake of "The Night Stalker." Let's see....Chris Carter and Frank Spotnitz are remaking "The Night Stalker" and it stars Stuart Townsend. Can we say "Tin is soooo there, boys and girls?" I thought we could, yes.

Mood: tired
Music: Queen of the Damned

David Bennent today as opposed to 1985 when he played Gump in Legend. Not too shabby, I'd say. And, now that I know he's a year and a day older than I, I don't feel so guilty about the crush I'd always had on Gump.

( no kin to Forrest )

Mood: impressed
Music: Dog show on Animal Planet

He's a character actor and one of the best looking men I've seen in my entire life. He's the type of guy I would want to marry, looking quintessentially Jewish and adorable and sweet. He was on "The X-Files" the other day and I've seen him in "Stargate SG-1" as well as "Taken." He's just....just...perfect!

I want to cuddle up with him and have him sing me Hebrew lullabies. I don't even know if he's Jewish, but that would just be icing on the cake right there.

He is my bubelah.

Mood: flirty

Found this nice pic when trying to find out who in the Great Goddess' name it was who played Haldir in the LOTR movies.
His name is Craig Parker and he's the epitome of Elven, in my opinion.

Mood: hungry

I sooo need to see the new ST movie...

yum

need I say more?

Mood: horny
Music: Stereo MC's "Connected"

Is it the Scottish accent?
Is it because he's yet another Boyd?
Is it because I find his portrayal as Peregrin Took spot on?
Dunno..but I dig Billy Boyd.
( WHO?? )

Mood: blah
Music: Dave Matthews "Raven"

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Tinhuviel Artanis

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A Rare Survey Sighting!

Cillian Murphy = Most Beautiful Man in the World

The Man Menagerie on Video

Lee Pace

This just in...

Confession

Oh my sweet Lady!

.....::sizzle::.....

Joshua John Miller

Beautiful Peter

Migraine Day

A Variety of Matters

"We're Leaving...."

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Random Sighting and Other Matters

Qualifications and a Guilty Admission

Garmonbozia Chatter

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Confession re: "Night Stalker"

What is sex?

Perfect Result

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Riley Impersonations and Saturday Activity.

Honeythorne Gump

Brian Markinson

Uhm...yum...

Shinzon

Why I'm going to see the new Star Trek movie

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