( it seems to be that time again )

Jen has:
a) a pattern for a empire-waisted doll dress (Josefina's Christmas dress, for those of you with knowledge of AG) downloaded and printed,

b) a yard of this lovely fabric to make said dress ( Read more... )

First! First first first...WE HAVE NINJA BACK! My beloved badass PC has come back from the shop, one month and $200 after taking it into Micro Center. (It wasn't going to be $200 originally, but when the capacitors on the motherboard are bulging, best to fix that.) We ended up running the system recovery ourselves, as Joe and I are both fairly ( Read more... )

So, Doctor Who. LOTS of Doctor Who today; the American premiere and all that (which meant, of course, an all-day marathon and a "let's get the slow Americans on the same page as the rest of us" retrospective special), and "Victory of the Daleks".

( CUT FOR SPOIL-ERS )

So, it's 3 pm on a Friday ( Read more... )

So, in the absence of any thoughts on tonight's Doctor Who episode (I'm waiting until I've seen it a second time, and without a toddler distracting me, to gather my thoughts), I am offering two things about "The Eleventh Hour" that came to mind after posting my review ( Read more... )

Everyone once in a while, the Pie will do something that makes me wonder if she's a changeling child from the goblins. I mean, no normal almost-2-year-old would ask for - and enthusiastically eat - 3 helpings of broccoli, right ( Read more... )

GAH, I've been so lazy about posting.

Life's pretty average: the kid and I had a good Easter with my parents, I continue to enjoy the hell out of my new iPod, money's still tight but it's there, etc etc.

But that's not what this entry is about. This entry is about DOCTOR WHO.

( Beans are evil. Bad, bad beans. And spoilers, duh. )

If this isn't an appropriate time for Disco!Doctor, I don't know what is.


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Yeah, so it's a bit late, but still: IT'S MAH BIRFDAY.

I'm officially Closer to 30 Than 20 (27, to be exact), but those three words still catapult me into a state of glee befitting a six-year-old. I've spent the entire day being obnoxiously cheerful at people. Hell, I'm being obnoxiously cheerful while typing this up. I blame the cupcakes ( Read more... )