frienemy

the new in-word – used in this week’s gossip girl and greek – it must be something cool to have a frienemy – and there’s even 13 different definitions on urban dictionary – oh my, i guess, i need some frienemies now – any one up for the challenge?

A frienemy is someone, who is your friend but also an enemy. It is a word between love and hate.

girls night in

relaxing and entertaining – after a day at work, coming not-quite-to-my-own-home, but a home nontheless – having dinner cooked and the girls there to take my mind of everything from barbaro to interview from hell – dinner and a movie – chatter and a laugh – girls night in with pasta, cheese-cake, a fun movie (almost, but not quite a chick flick) and chitterchatter – my mind is at ease and i feel strong – i can face all evil from barbaro tomorrow morning to scary politicians on wednesday afternoon – i can conquer all – i’m just too busy being fabulous … once again

panic!!!

easter can’t come too quickly

Planet Of The Dead Press Release

The BBC Press Office have released the following synopsis of the Doctor Who Easter Special, Planet Of The Dead:

When a London bus takes a detour to an alien world, the Doctor must join forces with the extraordinary Lady Christina, in this one-off seasonal special. But the mysterious planet holds terrifying secrets, hidden in the sand. And time is running out, as the deadly Swarm gets closer.

Planet Of The Dead features David Tennant as the Doctor, Michelle Ryan as Lady Christina and Lee Evans as Malcolm. It is written by Russell T Davies and Gareth Roberts.

There is sill no exact air date but it is expected to be shown on the Easter weekend of the 11th and 12th of April.

lizzy goes mormon

pride & prejudice – a latter-day comedy

lauren cooper ain’t bothered

tarot tells truth

let’s hope tarot really never lies – today, for the first time in more than six months, tarot didn’t turn up the cruel man card – i think, i hope, it might, it may, just maybe mean that príncipe barbaro is finally willing to budge and to leave me in peace and i am willing to let him go

doctor goes desert

just saying

i get the giggles

men in skirts

do’s for men in skirts – kilts can be sexy!

don’ts for men in skirts – even príncipe azul/prince charming can look very unsexy

i know it’s today

very short story

‘THE WORLD’S SHORTEST FAIRY TALE!’

ONCE APON A TIME, a guy asked a girl, 'Will you marry me?' The girl said:'
NO!'

And the girl lived happily ever-after and went shopping, dancing, camping,
drank martinis, always had a clean house, never had to cook, did whatever
the hell she wanted, never argued, didn't get fat, traveled more, had many
lovers, didn't save money, and had all the hot water to herself. She went to
the theater, never watched sports, never wore friggin' lacy lingerie that
went up her ass, had high self esteem, never cried or yelled, felt and
looked fabulous in sweat pants and was pleasant all the time.

The End

found on http://thepartygoddess.com/

MacGyverd – whatever happened to…

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today a friend of mine said: i macgyvered a radio into the car – and i felt a sudden surge of memory – of afternoons, when i’d get home from school and slouched onto the couch, with a pile of yogurt and chocolate and turn on the tv to watch macgyver save the day – i had almost forgotten, that i had a hero, long before the doctor came along – a hero, whom i loved dearly and fancied rotten – and i must say, even though he has hardly done anything besides being brilliant as macgyver, he has at least aged well and is still looking rather handsome, especially with those stare-at-me intent eyes

ah, the fun of random memories

i found this video on my computer and was remindedof a party i held in california one day long ago – i prepared a lot of food and drinks and invited all my friends over to our wonderful apartment – i think that was the day i invented the famous carola orange punch (alcohol not detectable at first sight, you see – with campus police and such busting parties and my beloved roomate then being underage…) – anyways, the party took a funny turn, when we ran out of glasses and used jars instead – or when someone decided it was time to demonstrate his view on american truckers and what they look like – in the end, my roomate and friend neha, the crazy girl from india, a pre-med, who’d do her spare time painting in her scrubs – jon, the funniest british guy, i have met in all my live, who’s never learned that the brilliant california sun poses a great threat for his delicate white british skin and who emerged from a long day at the beach and a cold shower afterwards looking like a lobster time and again – and myself were cleaning up and decided to commemorate this memorable moment by taking a photo of ourselves – unfortunately, jon hit the recording button on my camera and the perfect shot was lost – but we got this short clip – and i can truly say, here it is not true that a picture says more than thousand words – this speaks truly for itself and the crazyness of a california exchange year – giggle, giggle, damn, damn, weird, random, funny, oh my god, hilarious

obsession gone overboard

you know, you’re a fangirl, when you know your beloved’s favourite piece of art

rodin’s kiss – the doctor says – what? – i say – cool!

shakespeare #5

wishes fulfilled

my happy-birthday-cake

thanks to two sweet, sweet girls for a lovely cake, a fantastic funny evening and a tinkling tiara, suddenly turning me into a princess and maybe a prince not too far away after all – i know it cannot be a time lord on a white horse, in shining chucks and stripes (as demonstrated here) – but i shall not give up hope quite so easily – and for now, i do have my tardis and time and space travel seems like a good way to spend the time until the prince one his white unicorn decides to come along

being a princess

and the story shall be told later

drunken happiness

oh lord, if drink makes me so happy, i should drink more often – i can hardly type and i know i will be horrible embarrassed by tomorrow, but right now i feel happily unaware of all my troubles – i’ve got a lovely hiccup from too much drinking and a little pain in the thighs from climbing over and nearly impaling myself on my neighbours fence to steal some verra verra pretty snowdrops – aye, life’s pretty good just this verra moment, but i’ll wager, it’ll be nasty again tomorraw soon enough, once the typical tomcat, ahm hangover, sets in – but for now, i am for bed and happily so, as i am happily drunk and it’s all too true drink makes you forget all troubles