Saturday, March 22, 2008

I slept for about an hour before work. Before the sleeping I read some more of my Trek book. I have 30 pages left now. After waking, I talked to Mark on the phone, with every intention of snoozing a bit longer, but I didn't want to make us late, so I got up to eat and shave, which took longer than I expected, but my stomach which had been feeling kind of iffy wasn't giving me any trouble, which was a nice surprise :-0)

I was about a half hour late, but I worked 2 hours over...and I had such a blast! I know that sounds crazy, but my stomach wasn't bothering me as I expected it too, and I was working with DJ & Bryan and John, and Pat and Laura... And I was doing really well on sales, which isn't always the case, and it was just a lot of fun. Or at least my sleep deprived brain thought so. And just before I left with Mark, Nathan Ackerman stopped in, and I got two big hugs from him, which was great; I miss him so much! I miss him and Bobby (who's coming back) and Matt & Heidi & Andrea & Linda & Candace, and Lee and...almost everyone I've ever worked with at Hollywood I suppose. :-0( But seeing Nate was great. :-0)

When I got to work there was barely any snow left. I even wore my shoes instead of my boots. But...while working there was a blizzard. There were lots of reports of terrible car accidents. And we were all in this little bubble of fun.

DJ got in a bit of trouble for being wickedly rude (with common sense remarks) to a couple, which was so beyond cool. And DJ's been watching Doctor Who and was set to start watching "Army of Ghosts"; Part I of the 3 part finale to Season 2 - which ripped out my heart and then fed it to me. I'm so excited to see what he thinks.

On my break I watched a bunch of deleted scenes from Season 3 and I'm so bummed that they weren't in the episodes; some of them were really juicey. Some of them were really big, and obviously cut for time...it was kind of like seeing a whole series of lost episodes. Very cool. Mark and I watched the extended cut of "Unfinished Business" Wednesday night, which I loved. Mark felt that the aired version was a superior cut, and while I do agree that the cut that was aired was fantastic, I find it hard to walk away from so much new character material. I'd compare it to "The Fellowship of the Ring" and the differences between that film's theatrical cut and the extended cut. I actually prefer the theatrical cut - I think it's a much more emotional film. Yet I find it impossible to watch that cut of the film, even though I own it, because the scenes they put back in are really great. I didn't have that problem with the other films in the trilogy, because I feel that for those 2 films, the extended cuts are extemely better films than those released in theaters. Hmmm.

Mark stopped at Meijer on his way to get me to get ant traps (which turned out to be the wrong type), photo paper for the new printer (which I don't think is hooked up yet) and some ice cream for me. He also stopped to get gas. He wanted to get Little Caesars after work, but I ended up not getting anything, because even though I was feeling great (aside from a slightly scratchy throat), I didn't want to risk upsetting my sleep deprived stomach with pizza.

When we got home I searched online for the new (and penultimate Season 2) Torchwood episode...but couldn't find anything. I did however manage to stumble into some spoilers that I could have put together for myself, but was trying to avoid none-the-less, which means I've got to rework my episode order a bit, which is to be expected with the end of season episodes of both Torchwood and Who - I just know now that some changes need to be made. I'll know more when I see the finale on April 4th, and then get into the Doctor Who episodes (starting April 5th).

I kept searching on & off for the episode. I had my shake and it helped my throat feel better. I hope I'm not coming down with something. I napped, but was woken by text message from Michael saying that his trip up-state sucks beyond the telling of it. I smiled, though it woke me up, because Michael was communicating with me. I slept some more and dreamt I was hanging out with the Buffy cast (a recurring dream for me, though in real life I don't have any real desire to know them personally), and I introduced Michael to Sarah Michelle Gellar. It was nice. I had to leave though, and drive my little sister home. She was being a bitch again. She had these huge headphones on (which made it impossible for us to communicate) and then her music was so loud that it actually drowned out mine. It sucked. Later I dreamed I in the former Sludge Club, now known as the Red Room at Necto, which is always much larger in my dreams. I was there meeting my new Step-Mom, who's husband had only recently found out he was my father. She seemed like she wanted to connect to me, but then got shit-faced and I left. A lot of my co-workers were there too; I remember passing Pat & John as I left...and woke up.

Mark was getting ready for bed. He confirmed that if I got the new Torchwood episode he wanted me to wake him. Not 5 minutes after him getting to bed it was posted. He said cool and went to sleep. I'll wake him when it's done (it's got 1 minute to go).

It's done. I'm gonna transfer it downstairs so we can watch it there, or actually, maybe we should just watch it in here.

Later.

   posted by Bald Jason at 01:28 AM
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