Only self-indulgent prats write blogs...oh, wait...

Oh, lord, I haven't posted in half a year and I choose to come back with a meme. Ah, well.

Tagged by the inimitable jlrpuck .

Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 16 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 16 people to be tagged. (Except that I'm not tagging 16 people, because I don't know 16 people. You want in, go right ahead.)
( Yay! I remember how to do a cut! )

Tagged by the inimitable jlrpuck.
Rules of the meme
A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs & replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.

B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz. These people must state who they were tagged by & cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.

1. How has LJ changed your life?
It got me entirely too obsessed with a TV show about an alien who is also a time traveler. No, seriously, before LJ, I was all, "Yeah, I like that Doctor Who. Rose and the Doctor are cute." After LJ, it was more, "DOCTOR WHO...eat...ROSE/TEN OTP FTW... breathe... DAVID TENNANT MMMM ...sleep..." I blame fanfic, picspams and fan vids, in that order.

The Big Read reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they've printed. Well let's see.

1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Reprint this list in your own LJ so we can try and track down these people who've read 6 and force books upon them ;-)

 

 

WHAT? I call shenanigans! Tigger has always annoyed the crap out of me, and I refuse to think I'm like him. Give me Rabbit or Owl, anyday.

When you see this post, quote from Doctor Who on your LJ.

Cassandra (in the Doctor's body): Well... this is... different...
Rose: Cassandra?
Cassandra (in the Doctor's body): Goodness me, I'm a man. Yum. So many parts. And hardly used.
[starts jerking around]
Cassandra (in the Doctor's body): Ah, ah! Two hearts! Oh baby, I'm beating out a samba!
Rose: Get out of him!
Cassandra (in the Doctor's body): Ooh, he's slim... and a little bit foxy. You thought so too; I've been inside your head. You've been looking. You *like* it.

And I... liked it! Which is a very strange feeling. Perhaps it was a result of lowered expectations from all the whinging and moaning about it.

I don't heap scorn on the chick-lit genre as a whole...just the books that treat their main character as if she has an IQ of a wet dishrag. One author that never disappoints is Marian Keyes.

...here it is, about a week later. Also, this picture is way too delicious not to share. And my desktop is about to change into something very spoilery.



Seriously, that man is holding onto more than his fair share of sexy. I can't believe I ever doubted he would make a fabulous Bond.