Okay, enough with the nightmares....

Missing planes... getting lost in a strange city... bus service that takes you places you don't want to be and drops you off... rape.... nuclear war... freezing to death... losing cat repeatedly... person killing kitten that other person tried to give me to console me over my cat... bleh.

I've been having nightmares for a week; that was this morning's sample. At least the cat was on the foot of the bed when I woke up.

But HEY, someone bought stuff from my store!

I so need to add the Aphrodite design.

Wow, no wonder my muse is so cheesy

After watching a couple new Dr. Whos someone brought over for T-day, I had a yen to look up some old ones. I found The Five Doctors, Earthshock, and a few Pertwees and Tom Bakers, plus I discovered my stash of a few favorites I brought from home many years ago (old VHS tapes of The Hand of Fear, Masque of Mandragora, and some other classics).

All I can say is: it's so bad, the dialogue is crappy, the angst is occasionally over the top, the plot twists are so obvious-- and I still like it! Augh! I guess it's because I watched these from about age 10-20 a whole heck of a lot. 80s moog special FX are so cute.

But good grief, no wonder I have no concept of good taste when it comes to plot/dialogue.

Ah, Nyssa. Brainy, wears velvet, shoots stuff, independent, looks like an elf, and that accent... *pavlovian response*