Alright! I’ve never devoted a whole entry to one subject, but why not? Here goes.

Dollhouse. Yup. Love it. It’s a TV show, in case you wondered. Friday night. Fox. Apparently only 4.1 million people are watching it. Hellooooo! There will be plenty of spoilers in this review, by the way, for people who haven’t seen it yet. So be warned!

Where to begin? Characters. Yikes. I just got myself a spoiler by looking up Miracle Laurie on IMDB. So, don’t do that. Okay, let’s start with her. I love her! She’s so cute! Okay, I’m not exactly objective. I love this show. But she’s so sweet. She’s the Willow/Fred. Okay, there I had to do it. Compare these characters to other Whedon show characters. But I love the leftover lasagna that was brand new. So funny. I don’t want to say too much about her now since I see where this is going. Darn you, IMDB!

I’m also wondering why Boyd Langton is written as “Boyd Langton/…” on IMDB just like all the actives….. ?? Typo? Moses! But then again Echo and Sierra are not written that way, so…. I’ll ignore it. Okay. Boyd. He’s awesome too. Let’s just assume from now on that I think every character is awesome, because it’s pretty much true. I like how he’s the good guy. Even though he works for a pretty evil organization. Claire Saunders too. They seem to be the “good” ones. Non-evil. Whathaveyou. I love the sweet relationship between Boyd and Echo. Nice! I love that he got nervous before she sang. I love that he demanded they rescue the kidnapped girl in episode 1. He’s a good guy. Stupid enough to pull an arrow out of himself, but still.

Claire Saunders. So different from anyone I’ve seen Amy Acker play. She’s goood. I mean as an actress. And the character is morally good. So far. Unless she’s the one trying to kill Echo or somesuch. You never know! But I don’t think so. I like her. She’s got secrets. She’s the one who knows everything and is bothered by everything. It’s nice. I mean, someone has to have a conscience!

“Victor/…” I can’t remember his imprint’s name. I love the criminal guy he plays. So funny. That’s all I’ve got for this one so far.

Evil security guy in a very nice suit. Have not caught his name. IMDB says Laurence. I like his… asshole-ishness. There’s really no other word for it. He’s such a jerk. But apparently in an entertaining way, cuz I like his character too. So mean. It’s nice and refreshing, I just don’t know why I feel this way. He’s the Jayne of the group! Okay, I’ll stop doing that now.

Adelle DeWitt. DUDE. She’s great! I absolutely love the little smile she puts at the end of everything she says. As if to say, “Let’s not have any trouble now, okay?” With the little head tilt. She’s controlling in a gentle polished way. I love that. She hardly ever gets ruffled. Just quietly in charge. Nice! She reminds me a bit of people I know in real life. I should probably be afraid.

Paul Ballard. He’s the Mulder. (Okay, Mulder’s not a Whedon character, but whatever!) Why does he have no partner? Okay, I’ve seen too much X-Files. I like this character a lot. Funny, badass, etc etc. Totally being played, but - okay, I guess now he knows he’s being played. Just not by who. (Whom? Lol.) Anyway, very clever, very rulebreakery. It’s a word. I made it up. It’s a made up word. By me. Hi.

Topher! Let’s all talk about Topher. Possibly my favorite character. He’s evil, but cuddly. Laid back. Genius. Amoral. You know the type. (Or hopefully you don’t personally know the type or I will feel sorry for you, but I digress…) I love how he teases Boyd. And now how he teases Dr. Saunders. “Scowly babies”. And how he makes fun of Laurence. And…. “Seriously? Gun?” Oh, my favorite laugh out loud moment, when Echo says, “Something fell on me,” and Topher says, “I bet it was something great!” Lol. Damn! And somehow he reminds me of Lorne on Angel. I must have my wires screwed up….

Echo/Caroline/Etc. Love her, of course. I love the kind of wobbly way the actives walk when they are all blanked out and childlike again. It’s so cute. I so want to be an active. So I can float around the Dollhouse, get massages, go swimming, sleep in a built-in coffin-like bed… Wait. Anyway, this character is the whole point, so I will try to focus. I’m sleep deprived. I loved the character of Miss Penn. I hadn’t seen Eliza play anyone like that before. And apparently Eliza can sing too. I guess Faith was in prison or something during “Once More With Feeling.” Darn! Anyway, I love how Echo has a personality that’s all her own. Making friends with Sierra and hiding it. Realizing she has to hide it. That was frickin’ awesome. Eeeee! Very unexpected. Let’s jump over into what I think of the whole show. ‘Jump’…
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‘Land’. Okay! I hate it. Kidding. I love it because everything is unexpected. From the ads last week I thought this week’s episode would be like an episode of Las Vegas. I braced myself. What am I, stupid? Dur. Obviously, it was going to be unexpected and great. But will the world see that? Will the world agree? I don’t know. But I am going to buy every season on DVD. Whether it’s one or five or… eleven. (Shite! Could that happen?!) The dollhouse reminds me of Wolfram & Hart from season five of Angel. I love that. Topher’s work room/office reminds me of Firefly in some way. Now I’m comparing things again. I would hate to be a professional TV critic and praise this show and have people ignore me and have to watch this wonderful thing crash and burn. So I hope it even squeaks by enough to keep going so there can be many seasons. There’s a kind of stress I don’t envy. Working on that show and wondering all the time how it is doing.

I feel like I still haven’t reviewed the show. I’ve just babbled for many paragraphs. Okay, Dollhouse: unexpected plot twists and turns, deep and meaningful this and that, very funny moments, awesome complicated characters, smart and thoughtful stories. Yep. It’s doomed. I mean, no, it’s not! Think positively! Sheesh!

Later.

We got a fax at work officially addressed “to william unreadable”. They couldn’t read the doctor’s name, lol. That cracked me up. It’s funnier than some of the misspellings we get. But anyway.

Dollhouse starts tomorrow. I’m so excited. I’ve been waiting a long time for this. I even wrote and published a novel inspired by the idea of Dollhouse. That novel would be Fugue, if you were wondering. I just wrapped up the posting of it today on Booksie. I actually didn’t time it that way on purpose, though. Weird! I don’t have any TV channels anymore, so a friend is recording the show for me. And there’s always Hulu.

I’ve been too busy to think straight lately and I don’t know why. It’s not like I’ve been doing anything. Just surviving winter. A really mild winter for the last month or so, but still. I guess I’ve been reading online. Researching the heck out of this and that. I’m starting up a new blog on this site, where I will serialize my own stories. I put my book on Booksie to get traffic, but it turns out I had to bring my own traffic with me. So, not such a great deal. I’ll just serialize my books here from now on. Not in this blog, but the other one. You know what I mean!

I took 2 days off from work again. On the agenda for the weekend: taxes (done), cleaning out my fridge, and uploading Wordpress to the new blog for novels. Hmmmm. And I just decided out of the blue to be gluten free. I’ve been buying up bland gluten free food like crazy. Weird. I feel much MUCH healthier, though. It’s bizarre. Had no idea that stuff was bad for me. I was just going on a hunch. Good hunch.

Wow, I am so not full of news. I have an ant problem in my kitchen. I gave them cornmeal to chew on. I heard it kills them. It seemed to thin them out, but after a few days they won’t touch it and want a fresh batch of it. Picky little creeps. I went to the store and bought ant traps. They swarmed around one of them like it was the best thing ever. Never seen that happen before. It must have tasty poison in it. Yeeks. I got tired of doing my put a cracker on the floor, wait ’til they swarm, then spray it with window cleaner thing. The air started to be all toxic with window cleaner! And if it kills ants, that can’t be too good for me, eh?

I just watched Ocean’s Eleven. Almost felt like a documentary. Kind of slow. Which is weird, I was expecting funny! Not a bad movie, though. I s’pose. I watched The Big Bang Theory on DVD too. Awesome. Made me laugh so hard I couldn’t breathe at one point. Love that. Reminded me of Frasier, but younger and less ritzy. Love it! That’s another one I think I must own. Darnit. Shelf space issues. Where’s the Kindle for DVDs???!!!

I would looooove to have the Kindle 2. Hell, I would love to have the Kindle 1. Not that they call it that, but you understand. Pfft. Nice! Books! And I don’t even read. Maybe I would. Future me reads a lot. Future me has more time. And a better sense of humor. Yup. I am so humorless right now. Oh YEAH. Tired of work work work. What else is new?

I ordered tapioca bread today. It does not sound tasty. Eh, what can you do? It was so weird when I stopped eating gluten and realized, “Oh, my head isn’t supposed to feel like that. Weird.” Dizzy and groggy and weird. Not clear. Now it’s all clear. Interesting. Creepy! Go me and my experimentation! I ordered soy nuts too. Never had those. Got very tired of peanuts this week. I need protein. Beans get boring too. I’m gonna have to learn tofu now. Bah! I liked it better when someone else made fake meat dishes and I could buy them ready made and frozen. Voila! This puts the kibosh on that. Rrrmph!

I am sitting in my jammies, as I have been all day. So weird when you never put on regular clothes. Just go from one set of pajamas to another. Yes, I change pj’s somewhere in the middle of the day. Okay, at the end of the day. That would be now! It’s time to get in the shower actually. And floss my teeth! (Not IN the shower, just floss them at some point….) Then back to watching The Big Bang Theory. Yahoooo! And tomorrow avoid Dollhouse spoilers like crazy, and then Saturday watch Dollhouse! Yahooooo! I’ve never watched a Joss Whedon show while it was on the air. It’s gonna be so weird not to be able to watch the next episode immediately. Well it is! I’m all spoiled by DVD.

I wonder what the weather’s like today. All I know is there’s no snow. I glanced out briefly earlier. MUCH earlier. There could be snow now! I’ll check…. Nope, still no snow. Phew! My lips are chapped or something. Too many corn chips. Yep. You know Pringles and Doritos have gluten????!!!! Noooo! I should eat healthy anyway. Geez. I would like some orange juice. That was random, but yuuummm. I didn’t buy any. Argh. I had to pay taxes. No federal refund. Got a state refund, though, which means I’m really only out $26. Not bad. I’ve had worse years. It’d be nicer if I made so much money on my websites that I had to make estimated tax payments. Yay! That could be my weird goal this year. Yes. Indeed. To have to pay more taxes. ??!!

That Obama sure has a lot of work ahead of him. Economy. Why do people want to be president? I think he has a good chance of fixing things, though. Excellent. It’s so weird, for 8 years I’ve ignored the headlines of what Bush was up to, but now I’m actually interested. In politics for God’s sake! Weird! But it doesn’t seem like politics now. Heh, that made sense in my head.

It’s been 2 months or so since I blogged last. Where does the time go? You wouldn’t have liked January me, though. Count your blessings. Actually January me was pretty much like this. Me now. Whatever! I seemed grouchier, though. Too grouchy to blog anyway. Whatever! The point is enjoy your Dollhouse viewing! See there, I assumed you’ll be watching it. Cuz why not? It’s bound to be good. Okay, I’ll go now. Can’t even tear myself away. Well, I’m having a boring day….. The Big Bang Theory aside….

Later.~

Okay, while I wait for the mailwoman to bring me my Dr. Horrible DVD, I’ll blog something. The story of my hand drama!

Okay. So last weekend it’s in the negative single digits and I decide I need to plug in my car. So I go out there to do it, la la la, and the cord won’t plug into the car. It’s too cold or something. It’s like they don’t fit together. Darn it! I think, “Oh, ho ho, I have an extension cord inside! It’ll be warm.” So I go in, get the other cord, and sure enough it plugs right into the car. Whoop! But alas - ‘dramatic music’ - it’s not long enough to reach to the building! Gasp!

So, I decide to plug the other cord into this short cord. Okey doke. The first cord is still too cold to be plugged in. ????! But I sit there struggling with it. I’ve come so far! I figure I HAVE to plug in my car. It’s negative whatever degrees. So I wiggle it and try to shove them together and I’m making a little progress. And I’m getting colder and colder and colder and deciding this is ridiculous. I don’t have a boyfriend to come out and cram the two cords together, I’m gonna have to do it myself. I was sure I had the strength somewhere. I decide to just hulk out and shove them together and get this over with. Cuz I’m probably starting to embarrass myself in front of the neighbors. So I ‘RAAAARRRRR’ totally cram them together. Yes! Then the cord plugs into the wall easily (WTF???! But yay!).

My hands are a little tired, certainly warm, even with the cold temperature. I had on 2 pairs of gloves. Anyway, I don’t worry about it. Then a few hours later I go to drive the car. I start it. I unplug the cord from the building. I’m thinking the cord will come off the car easily, it went on easily. HA! That cord has now become cold too and it won’t come off! DAMN!

So I wiggle it and struggle with it, and pull. Then I go inside to get some rubber bands, to help me get a grip on the plugs. It helps with opening jars, to wrap a rubber band around the lid. It’s hard to get a grip with gloves on, but there’s no way those are coming off. Cold! I bring out the rubber bands and they help some. I wiggle the plugs around some more, la ti da, and I have to hulk out a little bit, and finally the cord is unplugged. Yay! I cram the frozen cord in the backseat of the car and go to my mother’s. My hands are a little tired and worn out at this point and I think, “Haha, isn’t that funny? Winter. Pfft.” Then my sister can’t get in the back door of the house cuz the knob is too cold to turn properly and she makes me struggle to open it from the inside. I try to turn it, “Can’t you go around?” “No, open it, open it!” So I eventually force it to turn. I say, “My hands are already sore!” La la la….

I go home again eventually and shove the cord back onto the car plug. It was partially warm I think from the inside car heat. But then I realize I am NOT going to mess with it like this the next morning when I go to work. So I decide to unplug it again. HA! I struggle with it and wiggle it around and it mocks me, yada yada. I think, “My rubber bands!” I pull them out of my pocket. They are not as helpful this time. I think, “That’s it! I’m getting the tools.” I go inside and get a wrench or pliers or whatever that was. At one point I thought, “What if I just pull the cord around and shove it into a window and mostly close the window and just drive around with it that way?” Then I thought, “No! That’s ridiculous.” So I mess with it some more, hulk out a little, blah bitty blah. I eventually make enough of a space for the pliers to fit into and after much messing with them FINALLY figure out how to use them to pry the two plugs apart. Tada!

I cram the cords into the back of the car and go inside. I think if my car doesn’t start the next morning, screw it, I’m taking a vacation day. Pfft.

Okay, next day. I get up. I find it funny that my hands are sore. Hahaha, winter, I think. Then I notice how hard it is to do things like put in my barrette. I go out, my car starts fairly nicely. But it hurt like hell to turn the key in the ignition. Hmm. Hurt again to click my seat belt closed. Oooowwwww! Plus my hands were kinda wobbly and drunk or something. Weird.

I go to work, I start to scan the papers and ow ow ow ow ow. Every movement hurts. Who would have thought it was possible to strain your hand muscles?! Ridiculous! I think, “As soon as I have these papers scanned, it will all be smooth sailing.” Okay, so I gingerly scan the papers. Loading up the scanner with as much as possible, though I usually feed it like 3 pages at a time. But OW. Then - phew! - scanning done. I get ready to index. Damn. I realize indexing the papers will take even more hand motions! I have to type in patient numbers and then the names of the reports and things. OowWWWW!

#@%$##@@&*@!!!! Frickin’ shit! Okay, calm, everything is cool. It hurts too much to move my fingers around to type, so I decide to hold a pen and type with that. Which I do and it all works fine, except it’s much slower than usual. That’s fine, I think, all I have to do is get through the day, get my 8 hours in, and make up the work when my hands are better. La ti da. Then my hands start to hurt anyway. I’m still using them after all. They ache and I think to myself, “Oh, my God, I’m going to have to go ask for a sick day because of my hands.” !!!! Holy shit! Which I was totally fine with doing. Using a sick day for that, because OW, but for the life of me I couldn’t figure out how to casually explain that to my boss. “Yeah, my hands hurt, so I’m gonna go home.” “Your hands hurt?” I mean I could say “stomach” or “head” and there would be no questions asked. But if I go in there and say my hands hurt so much that I can’t work, DUDE, that’s gonna require some explanation. And that would be embarrassing! “See, I was trying to plug in my car this weekend and I sort of had to hulk out…” You know, like doesn’t everyone have this experience? PFfft!

Damn! So, okay, I decide to take some ibuprofen and if I don’t feel better I will have to go embarrass myself and go home. I even felt stupid taking ibuprofen for hand aches. For headaches, sure, menstrual cramps from hell, sure, but for HAND ACHES???!! Damn! So, after a half hour or so my hands are feeling a little better. Looser, less painful. I start to carefully type without the pen. Then with it, then without. In the afternoon I went without the pen, but I needed more ibuprofen then too. I didn’t have to go home, though. Phew! Thank God. How embarrassing. THEN, I go home after work and my hands are exhausted. My BRAIN is exhausted. Just from trying to get through the day with my messed up hands. There’s no way I can surf the web. Typing? Plfthlp. All I can do is sit in my chair and watch TV and mope. I can’t even blog or twitter about my hand experience, because ow! Lol!

The next day I needed one ibuprofen, and I typed carefully but felt much better. The next day felt even better. ‘Til I was mostly better by Friday. Damn! Oh, also, around Monday or so - because my hands were all uncoordinated - I managed to pinch my hand in a mustard bottle as I was closing it. ????!! And I still have a red mark from it. I didn’t even know you could injure yourself from a mustard bottle. God! Man, was I frustrated this week! Bah!

And that is the story of my winter hand drama. Tada! I now have to go check the mailbox for Dr. Horrible. Adios! Arriva derce! Goodnight!

P.S. I had to pause for 2 1/2 hours before I had a chance to post this. So, in case you were wondering, the Dr. Horrible DVD didn’t come today. Booo! (Monday! Monday!)

Okay, I’m a little hyper, lol. Merry Christmas!

Winter is kicking my butt. I had to work late three nights last week because car/winter troubles made me late for work. BAH. First of all, traffic crawled because of the icy roads. Which is good. Traffic should crawl on icy roads. But, grrrrr. Then my car froze shut. Even though I brushed all the snow off the top of it, which is what usually makes it freeze shut. Grrr…..! At one point I almost slid past a stop sign and had to pump my brakes and - you know how when you’re ice skating or roller skating you have to turn your skates sideways to stop? I did that with my entire car! But I stopped it. I was going at a snail’s pace anyway, then pumping the brakes, then I turned the car to do that ice skate stoppy thing, and it worked. Phew! But that kind of stress is NOT okay on a daily basis! Damn!

So now I’m in winter survival mode. I stopped working on book/website stuff. I just don’t have the energy. I think I’m in shock. It’s so funny. Winter always does this to me. It’s pretty to look at, but horrible to have to drive through. It’s melting today. I swear nicer temperatures, 30’s and 40’s, are not always good. That’s the perfect condition for partial melting, then refreezing, which is what causes my car to freeze shut! And puts lumpy weird ice all over the place. Damn. Or black ice. I am not enjoying winter.

Plus it’s the Christmas season, which I now feel obligated to focus on. I still have some stuff to buy, a little shipping to do, and I have to put up a tree in my apartment so I don’t feel like that pathetic starving artist who lives alone. Pahaha.

The price on the Dr. Horrible DVDs went down again. A lot! I apparently sold two print copies of my books a month or two ago. Woohoo! I never check these things. Hmm. Whoops, now you know how pathetic I am and how seldom I sell print copies of things! Oh, well. Geeeez. Weehee! I don’t care, I’m happy.

I got brownie mix in the mail, but I’m too lazy to actually make the brownies. Seven tablespoons of butter??!! No wonder they taste good. According to reviews. Sheesh. I wish I had a Kindle. That was random, but then I could curl up with a book, or many books, without having to take up space in my apartment that I don’t have. For some reason I feel the need to own every book I ever read and liked, even though I will really probably never ever read it again. ?! It’s a weird thing. Anyway, the Kindle would solve that problem. Woohoo! Books would still cost money, but hey, that’s a whole other problem. If I could afford the Kindle, I might be the type of person who could afford to buy many ebooks, eh? Oh, but then I, of course, still wouldn’t have time to read them anyway. Bummer! Plus, if it’s a good book, I will stay up late to read it, and be exhausted at work. I will skip meals to read it. I will just let things go, and I can’t do that! I can’t get lost in a book like that. Gah! If ONLY…… sigh.

I’m giving people tea for Christmas. They won’t read this, don’t worry. Pfft. And brownies and oatmeal bars and hot chocolate and candy and raisins and apple cider. Gift bags, basically. Cheapie cheap. But thoughtful. And fun for me! Oh, and personal size bags of microwave popcorn. Heehee. And then I get all the leftovers. Ha. And then the children get actual gifts. Toys, whatnot. Did you know you can order checks that look Christmassy and then write people checks for Christmas with them? Ha! I am so doing that in the future. I refuse to buy gifts for people that they will hide in storage or have to return. I only buy gifts for people I think I know well enough to know what they like. Pretty sure I’m wrong a lot of the time, though. Lol. Otherwise I give people the expendable gift bag thing. So they can say, “Oh, yeah, we ate that, it was great,” when really they took it to work and dumped it out on the break room table. Ha! Okay, I don’t think anyone really does that to the gift bag. I hope. ?

Shite, I hope no one reads this. But if they do, they won’t be surprised about what they are getting because I give it every year. Mm-hmm. Very predictable. You know what? I ate Pringles with dip and chocolate caramel chip cookies for dinner last night. Yum, but man did my stomach not agree with it. Bleck. Next time I’ll eat only the cookies, lol. Ha! It’s past lunchtime, but I am slow about meals on weekends. I just surf the web and forget to eat. I’m pondering the romance novel thing again. Interesting….. Very interesting. Sorta. If I just throw a romance into the sci-fi thriller plots I’ve already concocted…. HMMM. My next book, that I wrote last summer, is extremely romantic, though the romance doesn’t start ’til well into the book. Interesting. It’s called Black Ribbons. I guess I should release that book next. Not sure if it will be a freebie, though. I go back and forth on the free ebook thing. Make them all free? Or just my first few books? First few books seems the most logical. Duhhhh. I think Fugue is the best book I’ve written so far. It’s my favorite. But, heck, maybe that’s just because it’s the last one I worked on. Anyway, it’s the best and it’s free, people! My novels that I’ve published so far are all very different from each other. I bet it’s hard to figure out what kind of writer I am. First romance, then comedy sci-fi, then action/thriller. What? Eh? Yep, weird. People don’t usually do that, huh? Write different genres? They stick with one. I don’t know. I can’t help it!

There are a lot of exclamation points again. Yeesh. I wish I had some noodles right now. I’m craving noodles. Yummm…..! I have rice. Not quite as appealing. I have been thinking of making my own bread, but I don’t want to have to punch the bread dough down. That’s just weird. I’ve done it before. It turned out good. (STILL don’t know if that should be “turned out well.” Damn!)

You know, winter is kind of nice today because I’m inside the house. Excellent. I will have to drive out there tonight, though. Still, it is busy melting. More power to ya, balmy weather! Ay caramba, I hated this week. Shite. Had a tension headache for most of it. Not dealing well with the sudden shift to winter. “Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!” -Wash/Firefly. Hee. Love that dinosaur scene.

I should probably go. I ran out of things to say. Or, I spaced out anyway. Close enough! Maybe I should watch Firefly again. It is good for the Christmas season. There are a surprising number of Christmas references in it. It’s funny. Hmm. That sounds nice. I could watch it with my tea and imaginary noodles. Yessssss…. broke into parseltongue there for a moment. Hahaha. Dorky.

Alright I’m going. Adios!