There is only 6 weeks left of summer (well, until Fall Semester starts - I always define my summers in academic terms), and I haven’t even been able to complete one task on the list of “Things to Do Before the Summer Ends.” Jeezy creezy, I suck so hard. With all the travelling I’ll be doing in the next few weeks, I highly doubt that any of it will be accomplished before school starts again. For some reason, I can’t motivate myself to do anything at all after I get home from work, save sitting on my ass checking Oh No They Didn’t and occasionally watching TV, then laying on my bed rubbing my eyeballs for an hour each night, as they ache so badly from all the computer-staring-at and TV-watching-ness.

I NEED MOTIVATION. HOW DO I GET SOME?!? ANYONE? *le sigh*

San Francisco in… 8 days! I’m quite excited about it, even though I don’t expect that I’ll actually be doing much of the touristy type things, as I need to conserve funds for my trip to Boston/NYC in a couple weeks and I don’t have much time at all to be running around the city like a loon. I don’t mind that much, though, as long as I can find some awesome outdoor coffeehouse/cafe to hang out at. I’m a people-watcher, perfectly content with sitting on a park bench all day and observing. It’s always been a large part of the reason why I love big cities - so much more diversity. People are odd and very interesting. Or, perhaps, I am just easily amused. (That’s trufax, actually.) The best part about being in San Fran is that Carrie will be coming to hang out with me while I’m there, and I am so very excited to see her! I’m also quite ecstatic to stalk see Eddie’s post-show Q&A the night I get there. It would’ve been nice to get tickets, but as my plane arrives late in the afternoon, it might be cutting it a bit too close to showtime, and I know I’m going to be too exhausted from the travel to rush around trying to get there. But I can’t bear to be in the same city with Eddie and not attempt to stalk see him in some way, shape, or form. And this time, I will be armed with a camera, so there will be evidence in the form of nakey pictures of the both of us in very compromising positions.

The season finale of Doctor Who has soured my mood for the past four days. (Is it sad that I’m so affected by a TV program? … Yeah, I think so, too.) The whole thing was just epic fail on a massive scale. Donna’s fate reduced me to tears (Uncle Rusty makes her all awesomesauce for the entire season, then stripped her of all that character development in two seconds flat). Rose’s characterization was severely disappointing (apparently, she did absolutely zero maturing during the years she spent in Pete’s World - often she reminded me of a love-sick teenager, not the clever, independent woman I hoped she would be). Return to Bad Wolf Bay and the speech on the beach made me cringe. Bad editing? Bad directing? I’d like to think so, because Tennant is a far better actor than what we were shown. It was so… off. Though, I will say - the idea of TWO TENS is amazing (double the pleasure, double the fun)… but pawning the “broken” one off on Rose - felt a little too… harsh (not to mention Tennant played it as if he was detached from the entire situation - again, bad directing, I hope)… to put that burden on someone you (are supposed to) love. The whole scene came off to me as though he was dumping his two biggest problems at that point into a parallel world that he will never be able to visit again so that he doesn’t have to deal with either of them anymore. (Maybe that’s how I was supposed to interpret it? Who knows.) If this was Rusty’s big sendoff, then good riddance. Bring on Teh Moff already.

Right. Out of my system now. Moving on. </geekery>

Last week was the 100th anniversary of the Tunguska event. Why am I mentioning this, you ask? Only because I read a report on CNN discussing the various possible causes of the Tunguska fireball, and now I am deathly afraid of being sucked into a black hole. Lovely. (For more information on the effects that being sucked into a black hole will have on the human body, please see Wiki’s entry on “spaghettification“. Seriously. That is what it is called.) My new-found fear of black holes has encouraged me to read up on the enemy the subject, but I find it incredibly difficult to understand, as physics is so obviously bonkers. My brain can no comprendo it. We are made of atoms? Atoms are made of protons and electrons? It’s all energy? What is anti-matter? Matter is something, so is anti-matter nothing? How can nothing be something? SEE WHAT I MEAN?!?! Totally. Bonkers. I just can’t think that small. It makes all the tiny protons and electrons that make up the atoms that make up the proteins that make up the cells in my brain ache.

This is the second header I’ve had for this layout, and I’m still having issues with it. Such a pretty picture of Tennant… until my sub-par Photoshop skillz messed it up. (Can you really improve on Ten-Inch, though? I think not.) I was inspired to strip off his clothes and hand-cuff him to my bedposts when I first saw this pic, and I think I went a bit overboard. This one is too… much. I want something a bit more minimalistic and simple… let’s hope third time’s a charm, yeah? *off to work on header #3*

ETA: Header #3 is up, and I’m actually quite fond of this one. I think I shall keep it!!