This is going to take a while... No updates during summer and there are some things that I'd like to share. So let's get on with it.

I had a summer job. I spent sunny, warm days in a dark, cool room editing material that I filmed. And I had a good time. Except when I left work and it was bright and sufforcatingly hot and I felt like retreating right back inside, hissing like a vampire in one of those movies where vampires still were badass and not some sparkly teen-throbs.

I still haven't watched the new Doctor Who episodes. Perhaps soon. But now I have school again and next month I'm attached to a short-film shoot (I'm lighting it) and I have to watch movies to support my studies, and... well, other excuses. I'm just not in the right mood to watch the adventures of the Doctor.

My younger dog is pregnant and is now staying with her breeder to have and nurse the puppies. It has been so quiet and relaxing, but I'm sure I will miss her soon.

The circle has closed! I went to see the last part of the Harry Potter saga. And I liked it. (to make things clear now: Snape has always been my favourite character)

Once more I have quit smoking. Sort of. I'm currently so poor that it's because of circumstances rather than my own free will. During this week I have just asked my classmates and juniors to give me a cigarette to get through the day. Now that it's Saturday, I'll have to do without. Unless I go for a walk during the evening and ask the people going to bars to give me one. But I have enough willpower not to sink so low. Plus my thighs hurt for jogging with my dog yesterday, so I think I'll avoid any extra walking.

Ok, that went fast after all... I guess I have an inbuilt filter so I keep things concise. Next time I'll talk about sex and violence. Or little pink ponys. Or something else. I don't know yet.

Yes, Star Wars-day. I liked the original trilogy when I was a kid. And I still like it. And I still hate the Ewoks. One of my favourite online games is the one where you can shoot them and get points only when you hit them in the face.

Related to science fiction: the new season of Doctor Who has started and I haven't seen the aired episodes yet. I've just been lazy. Or actually I've been watchin everything else. Like:

• The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus (I love Terry Gilliam movies)
• Buster Keaton shorts (Love him too, way better than Chaplin in my opinion)
• Sherlock Holmes (Oh, Brett...)
• Not The Messiah - He's A Very Naughty Boy (How can I say no to Monty Python?)

And I've been reading fanfic. That honestly is filling too much of my waking hours. Especially (is it spelt like that?) after I discovered the Sherlock Holmes kinkmeme.
I haven't done any writing for a long time. And that sucks.

Since I'm a student I don't have much money to buy the kind of food that I would like to eat. So I eat mostly chicken and meatballs. But I visited my parents last week and now as I'm typing this, I eat moose soup. Delicious! My godfather knows some dudes who go hunting and my dad gets some meat that way. I have some moose sauce in my freezer and a big chunk of meat is still waiting for me in my parents' freezer.

I don't think I could ever be a vegetarian.

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Today is a great day. Not only do I have my stomach full of moose, I did some shopping today. I finally found the 4th season of Miami Vice. I've had the other seasons for a looong time but I've never seen s4 in the shops. And now I got it for cheap!

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Have a random Jeremy Brett photo.

Title: Fluffy Bunny Feet
Characters: The Doctor (10th), Jack Harkness
Summary: Everything doesn't go as planned. But then again, that's the way it goes with Mad Scientists...
Disclaimer: I own nothing, no money made. I just borrow them and remain poor.



Fluffy Bunny Feet

It was one of those days when you saved the Universe from a silly Mad Scientist and thought you could just get away with it. Sure, the Doctor and I got zapped by a huge raygun but it didn't seem to have any effect on us. So we just disassembled it and destroyed the parts. Or should I say that I destroyed the parts, since Doc was too busy making the Mad Scientist cry and promise to be a good boy from now on.

 

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I quit smoking yesterday. Now I'm hungry all the time, my eyes are twitching, I'm biting inside my cheeks and I feel like I'm about to start sniffing my mittens that smell like tobacco. I hate it when I can't smoke.

I started smoking when I was 17. (yes, this is "my history as a smoker by Nordic Blackbird") At first I smoked only when I was drunk, and that happened as often as it rains in Sahara. A few years later I was smoking daily, but still quite little. Even now (that is before I quit, and after I start again, this is not going to last) it takes me almost two days to smoke one pack of cigs. Or one day if I'm at school and we have lessons by a certain teacher.
I have never had any physical problems because of smoking (so far, you might say). I used to sing a lot and I can still carry a single note for longer amount of time than most people. So I'm not going to choke to death. I walk to school and I've got my dogs to take care of, so I get exercise. In the last physical check-up my blood pressure was perfect.

My non-smokingness will come to an end if not today, then tomorrow or on Sunday the latest.

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On other news. I was very sad to hear that Nicholas Courtney had passed away. I have always liked him as the Brigadier and whenever I have noticed that he'll be in a Who episode that I'll watch next, I've been expecting that episode twice as much.

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I started smoking again. It will cost me less than to constantly buy sweets and chips. And I only quit smoking because I was too lazy to buy more cigarettes :D Now I did a trip to my local "Kwick-E-Mart" and bought a pack. I'm such a bad person...

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A week ago I had a spring holiday (during which I didn't smoke!) and I bought a fantastic book. "The Complete Stories Of Sherlock Holmes." It's in English and it indeed has all the Holmes stories that Conan Doyle wrote. I thought about getting a somewhat similar book in my own language, but it didn't have the novels(!) and some of the short stories were written by some other dudes. The book that I bought was cheaper and as a bonus it also has the original illustrations by Sidney Paget. Hooray! But what I find very strange is that nowhere in the book can be found Arhur Conan Doyle's name. How weird is that?

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Related to the book:
I've been watching the Granada's Sherlock Holmes series. I watched it through, the movies and all, and now I'm watching it through again. Trying to think which Watson I like the best is very difficult, as I think that David Burke was funny and like an enthusiastic puppy and Edward Hardwicke was the fixed point of normality against Brett's suberb Holmes. So I like them both, ok?

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During the winter I've been very depressed. It gets very dark here in winters and this year we had lots of snow and the temperature was freezing. I'm glad the spring is coming. Today when I woke up at about 11.30am I noticed that it had snowed again. Almost seven inches. But I think that it won't take long before the snow melts and we can see asphalt again. And at least the sun is up in the morning when I wake up to go to school and it doesn't get dark before 6pm so my mood is lifting.

Now I know that headline sucks, but I couldn't think of any better so it'll have to do.

Yesterday I found a wonderful show on YouTube about Patrick Troughton's time in Doctor Who. There were lots of interviews from his former collegues and a very good archive interview of the man himself. It was wonderful to learn about Pat as an actor and as a person. So far I have seen very little of him as the Doctor but I already love his version.

Here is the link to the first part.

Title: Can You Fix It
Characters: The Doctor (10th), Jack Harkness
Summary: Time Lords can do anything, right?
Disclaimer: I own nothing, no money made. I just borrow them and remain poor.



Can You Fix It

The Doctor sat on the floor, confused, his hair wet and hanging over his eyes. His suit was soaked through and his sonic screwdriver lied in a large puddle surrounding him.

 

”Tha... that's impossible!” he claimed.

 

”I thought that I'm the only impossible thing around here”, Jack quipped peeking through the door.

 

”But...” the Doctor spluttered. ”Why did it do that?”

 

Jack walked slowly behind the Time Lord and picked him on his feet.

 

”Come on, Doc. Let's get you dried off.”

 

”But I'm not finished with it!” the Doctor protested a determined look on his face.

 

Jack guided the Doctor out of the kitchen, thinking of places to buy a Time Lord proof dishwasher.

I'll add all my fics here so they are easy to find if you're interested only in my fiction and not of my blogging :) And feedback is appreciated, even if it comes a year after the fic was first published ;)

In writing order, unless they have sequels. (yeah, I know there's only two of them now, but I'll edit this later, ok?)


Doctor Who Fanfics:

Can You Fix It                    Gen, more like pre-slash. Silly fluff.
Fluffy Bunny Feet              PG-13, slashy tones (blame Jack for that). More silliness.

Finished watching Mawdryn Undead. I really like Turlough and of course that story gave us two Brigadiers at the price of one. This was also the first time that I saw an episode with the Black Guardian, and I just kept wondering why the hell was he wearing a dead bird on his head? Seriously, if you are a bad guy and want to look the part, you don't pick up your headwear from a taxidermist. Mr. Guardian, the Master never wore a dead bird on his head (at least not that I know of) and that's why he would kick your butt in the Bad Guy Fashion Contest.

Anyway, much better story than Snakedance before it. I've been watching Fivey's episodes chronologically and I'm now half way through. Yipey!

After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to create my own LJ account. I've been shuffling through communities for a while now and well... yeah, lost my thought there.

I will propably post here my thoughts on Doctor Who. Currently I'm in the middle of Mawdryn Undead, so I'm getting to know Turlough (not that I didn't know about him earlier). And I made the shocking discovery that when I was born, Colin Baker was the Doctor, so I can blame my dress sense on him.

Also I'm taking my first steps to writing DW fanfic and I will post them here if I feel brave enough. They will mostly be Jack/Ten, but maybe one day I will write something that isn't slash. Ideas are of course welcome, I often suffer, very painfully, writer's block. (and it looks like I love to use commas today)

Oh, and one more thing that I should have mentioned at the beginning of this entry. English is not my first language, so I may use wrong words, make typos and I have a long lasting love/hate relationship with certain prepositions.