That's it. I'm sorry, I normally try not to comment on actor's personal lives, but the fact of the matter is that I just want Billie Piper and David Tennant to have lots of great sex and pretty babies. I know she's married and he's whatever but...look at them!




I'm not sure which one of them I want to sleep with more. *g*

A sign that I spend too much time at work:

Last night, I dreamt that the registers were built into a cliff-face. We scurried around from checkout to checkout inside the cliff/plateau/whatever, and then emerged from little holes to serve people who queued up on metal steps that were built into the side of the cliff.

This is the third work dream I've had. I once had one where we were all in a musical; singing and dancing as we served. The other was where the store was in Japan with lots of flashing lights. *fruitloops*

OH. MY. GOSH.

I just found THE best post EVER. It's from a Billie/David community, which isn't really my cup of tea (in the sense that I think real life fic is a bit weird), but the post is the BEST!

It has all these adorable pictures of them and really cute quotes they've given about each other.

Examples:

Billie tells him: "You're more emotional. I like the way you play that stuff - you're good on your feet. You have good hips!"
David laughs: "That's something else entirely!"

Chris Evans: So you're getting on very well with my ex wife...
David Tennant: I, I love her dearly.

I just LOVE that upon completetion of Billie's final scene back in the old days, not only is she crying...he is too! He's all teared up!

CLICK ME AND WHATEVER ANGST YOU HAVE FELT RECENTLY SHALL FADE AWAY

Ok, this relates to season four of Docor Who, but it isn't spoilery.

Billie's quote on the front of Doctor Who magazine?

"This season will make you cry. That's a promise."

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*stomps feet*

That is not what I want to hear! GAH! My hair already turned grey long ago. I can't afford to LOSE it!

Doctor Who is like a drug. I am THIS close to not watching, because I don't think the stress is doing me any good, but I can't not watch, because...well, the world will explode.

As it is, I'm getting a little tired of Doctor Who being sad and stressful and always awful for the Doctor. It's almost as bad as Battlestar Galactica. I know that there's only thirteen episodes, so they don't have as much room to play with as some other shows but...I think a bit more levity would be great. Like The Unicorn and The Wasp. There should be more of that, where it's just about having fun and being entertained. As far as I can tell, most folks thought that episode was a hoot!

. . . .

I don't know about anybody else, but with these Hamlet pictures going around, my whole life seems to be about resisting the urge to push David Tennant up against a wall and shag him senseless snog the living daylights out of him. Never mind the fact that I'm in Australia and he's in the United Kingdom, never mind the fact that I'm 20 and he's 37 (not a problem for me, for him, perhaps) and never mind the fact that...well, he's David Tennant and I'm me.

He should not go around looking so scrummy.

You know what I love about Billie Piper? She's not afraid to take her heels off at award shows and let her pant legs pool around her ankles. Last week, I walked the entire stretch of Bourke street, from Spencer to Spring, in stockings, clutching my shoes.

I want the shoes, the figure and the man, and no, none of that is negotiable, thankyouverymuchpleasecomeagain.



I don't know why, because she's married and he's seeing someone, but Billie and David are so cute around each other that I always want him to push her up against a wall and snog the living daylights out of her. Is that weird?



News flash, folks. Stilettos hurt.

They're like alcohol though; you say you'll never go near them again, but there you are the next night...

Seriously though, people! I need new shoes! Argh, it is a sickness! It really is. I must have new boots, must, must, must!

Sigh..sorry, I don't think I've had enough sleep. Today's silly post was brought to you by the cricket, from which I only returned home twenty minutes ago.

The wind was so strong and cold, especially sitting up high in the stadium. I wore a skirt, four layers (two shirts, a cardigan and a coat), a blanket and three, count them, three pairs of stockings. I tell you, by the time I finished getting those on and off for the loo, my arms were extremely tired.

12 icons; Billie Piper and group shots of the family larking about on the set of The Christmas Invasion.
14 headers; see above!;)




( Insert Something Witty Here, Please )

My Doomsday heartbreak has been eased by the unlikeliest of things.

Secret Diary of a Call Girl. Right from the off, I didn't even think about Billie as being Rose, but only as her being Belle/Hannah. She is SO amazing, that I was immediately immersed into the world of Belle.

So, in the end, Billie is just so unbelievably cool that I've decided her talent needs to be spread around as far as possible. Her leaving was/is heartbreaking, but her new projects are so good that they warrant it. I don't usually critique actors and actresses' performances, or think of them as good or bad; I usually think about the show/plot. Billie though, is just unbelievably brilliant. I already knew this with Rose, of course, but she's really really good.

Also, if anybody is thinking about watching Secret Diary of a Call Girl, I would say YES YES YES DO. It's mature and everything that you'd expect from a show about a call girl, but it's great. It mentions The West Wing, which means I must bow to it.

( NCIS Episode Three. Spoilers. Obviously. )

EDIT: GGGRRRGGG. I swear there are more spiders in my room than in the Forbidden Forest. We got our first taste of muggy weather today, so naturally, the White Tails came out to play. This one was enormous. What's ridiculous is that I don't mind catching them and transporting them outside. It's not a hobby, but it has to be done, so I do it. The only problem is that, what with White Tails being dangerous, they need to be killed. Now, I'm a devout vegetarian (not vegan because my dad'd faint) but I just can't can't can't kill things. I'm the nut that sees a beetle on its back and turns it over. So, I had to traipse around the backyard at 1AM, looking for a spot to put it that was an appropriate distance from our house. As our yard is quite large, this was an interesting experience. Oi with the poodles already.

Sigh. This basically sums up my day:

I was in such a rush this morning, that I shaved my legs so badly they now feel like they're burning.

Also, I cut my ankle, failed to notice, and proceeded to bleed all over my clean, white duvet.

*growls*

I decided to chuck it all in and do nothing but sit and watch David's video diary from Doctor Who. He is such a cutie. He's all nervous about starting and he's worried that he'll be re-cast. It's funny watching him; he doesn't yet know how unbelievably popular he'll become.

Also, Billie? I just love that she bought him a "Trust Me, I A Doctor" t-shirt. They are too cute for words!

I don't know what it is, but something about David talking to a camera makes me giggle like a little girl and swoon.

Also, I'd just like to say; David says he's back in his flat in London, and he's got a single bed. I'm...not too sure what to make of that, to be honest!

*rolls eyes at self*

EDIT: Ok, I accidentally watched the beach scene. Ummmm, I suppose I'll see you all in a couple of weeks, after I check myself into rehab.

Seriously. Denial. Denial. I am so good at it, it's freakish. I feel nothing.

*squees self into oblivion*

I bought Paint Shop Pro a few days ago, so I am beside myself with glee and squee! I'm still learning the ropes.

I have here a few headers and the like. They're quite large, so feel free to resize them until your heart's content. Please don't alter them though, if you'd be so kind. I have larger versions if anybody is interested! Credit is the name of the game, ta!:)



( Billie Piper and David Tennant )