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Been listening to music at work, courtesy of my flash drive. But now I have a better idea: audiobooks. I mean, honestly, why not?
Went to a museum with Mary today, which was much fun. It was a museum I've been telling her about, as its in a refurbished train station, and very beautiful inside, never mind the cultural exhibits. So we went and saw that and she was much impressed.
Watched another episode of Torchwood last night. Somebody here described it as "Doctor Who crackfic," and after watching "Day One," the description "Doctor Who on crack" was deemed apt by all present. But, for some reason, we were still entertained. I don't know if this results from some sickness on our part or what.
One thing that drives me nuts is John Barrowman's accent. It's genuinely American, of course, but the way he talks always sounds stilted and over-enunciated to me. I wonder if he was asked to speak more clearly for the intended audience. I keep wanting to slap him and say, "Talk like a normal person, darn it!" So I'd like to hear him in an interview or something to see if it's him or somebody in production making him sound that way.
I suppose I shouldn't complain too much; at least he's not Nicola Bryant. Poor woman, but Peri Brown suffers terribly from her complete mess of an "American" accent. The British like to tease us for our ignorance of their accents, but they're hardly innocent. ;-)
Watched "Four to Doomsday" today, which was rather weird, and I kept wanting to slap Adric (yes, I know what eventually happens to him), but Five is so darn cute! I can totally see how Tennant has adopted some of Five into his performance; several moments seemed practically ripped off.
Our worship pastor got snowed into DC, which actually made me feel better, because I completely forgot to show up to worship practice this morning until after I woke up far too late to get there. But--poor man! We're having this lovely springlike weather and the East Coast has a foot of snow!
Amy's gone to Israel with her parents, and the house is rather empty. Yes, three of us here and it feels empty. It's the weird thing, though; I've gotten to know her so well, am just so used to having her about, that her being gone is like missing a sister. I've never even had a sister. I mean, aside from Lisa, but you don't generally live with your sister-in-law, at least not in our culture. On the other hand, it's amazing to think that someone I've known for eight years or so can become that much of a sister.
Went to a museum with Mary today, which was much fun. It was a museum I've been telling her about, as its in a refurbished train station, and very beautiful inside, never mind the cultural exhibits. So we went and saw that and she was much impressed.
Watched another episode of Torchwood last night. Somebody here described it as "Doctor Who crackfic," and after watching "Day One," the description "Doctor Who on crack" was deemed apt by all present. But, for some reason, we were still entertained. I don't know if this results from some sickness on our part or what.
One thing that drives me nuts is John Barrowman's accent. It's genuinely American, of course, but the way he talks always sounds stilted and over-enunciated to me. I wonder if he was asked to speak more clearly for the intended audience. I keep wanting to slap him and say, "Talk like a normal person, darn it!" So I'd like to hear him in an interview or something to see if it's him or somebody in production making him sound that way.
I suppose I shouldn't complain too much; at least he's not Nicola Bryant. Poor woman, but Peri Brown suffers terribly from her complete mess of an "American" accent. The British like to tease us for our ignorance of their accents, but they're hardly innocent. ;-)
Watched "Four to Doomsday" today, which was rather weird, and I kept wanting to slap Adric (yes, I know what eventually happens to him), but Five is so darn cute! I can totally see how Tennant has adopted some of Five into his performance; several moments seemed practically ripped off.
Our worship pastor got snowed into DC, which actually made me feel better, because I completely forgot to show up to worship practice this morning until after I woke up far too late to get there. But--poor man! We're having this lovely springlike weather and the East Coast has a foot of snow!
Amy's gone to Israel with her parents, and the house is rather empty. Yes, three of us here and it feels empty. It's the weird thing, though; I've gotten to know her so well, am just so used to having her about, that her being gone is like missing a sister. I've never even had a sister. I mean, aside from Lisa, but you don't generally live with your sister-in-law, at least not in our culture. On the other hand, it's amazing to think that someone I've known for eight years or so can become that much of a sister.