Friday, October 31, 2008
Day Five.. Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world: .......
Happy Halloween and Bah! to last day of freedom. It should be a crime to work on Saturday's and Sunday's. Oh well..The bills must be paid. I've had a lovely 5 days off...napping, blogging..chatting with Lisa and Beate....mourning the loss of Doctor Who a year in advance....playing with Rex...trying to find my voter's registration card...missing the garbage truck....washing clothes...being followed by a redneck cop...eating way too much cheese...dreaming of weeing on David's leg....and sorting my socks. Hoorah for lazy days!
So it's Halloween...I should go buy some candy just in case children decide to knock upon my door tonight...They never do but I always buy just in case. I would hate to open my door to their little faces screaming TRICK OR TREAT! and having nothing. Just gives me an excuse to buy candy that I must eat and not let go to waste. I live outside of the city limits down a dark heavily tree lined dead end road ironically called Sunny Lane so its kinda out of the way for the kiddies.
I've got more clothes in the dryer and need to wash the bed clothes now. Be back later..xx
Thursday, October 30, 2008
I'll step away from my Hamlet quotes and move to Macbeth in honour of Halloween.
It's not quite Halloween here in Mississippi. Just a few hours yet. Thought I'd share a couple of the stories I grew up with in Natchez, Mississippi.
Natchez is the oldest town on the Mississippi river. It's where I grew up, where I went to school and where teenagers out on the town for the night frighten themselves by witnessing the Turning Angel at the Natchez Cemetary. I know I was scared sh*tless many of nights but that may have been down to the alcohol consumed on these evenings out.
There is a statue of an angel at the front of the cemetery that, as you approach from a particular angle, appears to turn to greet you. This has been the subject of Natchez legend throughout the years... but the thing about it is, this legend is true. Because of this, the statue has been dubbed, "The Turning Angel". In this case, there is a logical explanation. If you read the inscription on the stature, it says: "Erected by the Natchez Drug Company to the memory of the unfortunate employees who lost their lives in the great disaster that destroyed its building on march 14, 1908." The five girls who were killed are buried under the watchful gaze of the angel. The Natchez Drug Company commissioned the statue, and the artist carved it in such a way to form an optical illusion. Approaching the statue from the correct angle makes it appear to turn as you grow nearer.
Then there is King's Tavern. It's more or less a restaurant/pub but it has an interesting story.
King's Tavern is one of the oldest buildings in Natchez, Mississippi - if not the oldest itself - and was built sometime in the latter 1700s. Along with being a tavern and inn, it was also the city's first post office. Richard King, owner of the tavern, was a prominent man in Natchez of that day.
There is a notorious side to the restaurant, though. In the 1930s, workers were expanding the fireplace and tore out the chimney wall. They found a space behind the wall that contained the skeletal remains of three bodies: two men and one woman. Laying on the floor was a jeweled dagger, which was assumed to have been used in their demise.
The woman is thought to have been Madeline, Richard King's mistress. As the story goes, when his wife found out about the affair, she had Madeline killed and bricked into the fireplace in the main dining room. Who the two male skeletons are is anyone's guess... much of the supernatural mischief today is blamed on Madeline, however.
Workers report hearing a baby crying in the restaurant - specifically, from rooms that were supposedly empty. The story behind the infant's cry goes back to the 1700s when the building was not only an inn, but also the post office and one of the centers of the city's commerce. A young mother was trying to comfort her fussy infant, when a man named Big Harpe - one of the notorious Harpe brothers - walked over from the bar. She thought that he was going to assist her, but instead, he grabbed the baby by its feet and slammed the infant against the wall. As the distraught mother crumpled to the floor to gather the child's lifeless body, Big Harpe strolled back to the bar and ordered another drink.
Upstairs are rooms that travelers along the Natchez Trace used to rent. The staff there at the restaurant told us a couple of stories about the upper floors. The first is about the mirror - we were told to always keep watching it, because sometimes out of the corner of your eye you will see the reflection of someone standing there. Not in the room... just in the mirror!
The other story concerns the bed. Even though no one's used it for many, many years, we were told to run our hand just a few inches above it. Many people report feeling warm spots on it, as if someone had just been lying there. Whether this is legit or just a tavern tale, the upstairs bedroom was a curious place to visit.
With all of the ghost stories and atmosphere, the real treasure at this place is the food - it's incredible. King's Tavern is a wonderful place to enjoy a delicious steak!
Happy Halloween Everyone! Boo!
I hate cops. I really hate cops. Big, redneck, skoal spitting, ignorant, swines!!! I used to date a cop..I know..
A local cop who thinks he has the authority of God just followed me around town. Every turn I made, he turned, Every stop I made, he stopped. Finally I just pulled into the parking lot of a shop just to see what he would do. Sure enough he pulls in too..So I get out of my car and walk over to Barney Fife and say...Is there a problem?? Then he has the audacity to ask me....Would you like a problem???? WTF!!! So I just said no..turned and walked in the shop. When I came out he was gone.
What did I do?? Nothing..The cops around here just like to pick on people. Especially women. They think they can say and do whatever..
It's 7:09 am and its not as cold this morning or either I'm getting used to it. Must be getting used to it cause I just looked at the temp outside and it's 34 F so that's 1 c!!! and people think it's always warm in the South. You silly plums..Come to Mississippi in the winter and be shocked. We have a wet dismal type of cold. No pretty snow, just icky nasty ice.
I'm still a wee bit gutted over the Doctor Who thing but I'll get over it. We have 4 episodes with David to enjoy yet to come. Don't know how I'll react when he regenerates but I won't think about it. Probably a few tears but...Thinking only makes it worse and gives me a headache and I'm not inclined to overuse my brain.
Some people think I don't care because I have a good way of acting as if I'm not bothered. I always try to find the humour in any situation, even the bad. I think it's my way of coping.
I'm on day 4 of my 5 day vacation and day 4 of this blog. Exciting! Tomorrow is my last day off..bah! On Saturday morning I'll be back to the rude American's who love tv more than life itself. Twats! Saturday will be college football crazy people. Sunday will be Professional football weirdos. In between it will be husbands alone at home while their wives work and they'll want to order porn and can't figure out how to do it with their remote. If another sicko breathes in my ear while I'm ordering channel 591 for them I may just scream. And if you're gay and you want the new gay channel just say you want the gay channel don't make me guess at what you want and make me read the channel line up to you. You know what you want! Just say it! Either way when you say..give me that one..I'm gonna know you're ordering the gay channel..Like I care! Sheesh! and then don't hang up on me cause you know I figured out you want the gay channel.
I'm starting to ramble here so I'll leave it for now.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
I'd like to thank David Tennant for 4 years of the fantastic Doctor Who. He was my first Doctor and absolutely the best Doctor. God Bless David Tennant and may he have the best of luck with his future no matter what he does. I look forward to great things to come. Amazing times! Amazing actor! David Tennant...You were brilliant!
Well well well, while scouring the David Tennant forum I found another fan right here in Tupelo. Hoorah! I'm not alone in Mississippi.
My internet went off today a little after 1 pm and has just now came back on. Good thing though. I actually got out and about. Took Rex for a nice long walk through the field behind my house and visited my elderly neighbors and ate supper with them. Homemade chili and cornbread. yum. Was nice and I feel better for getting some fresh air. Rex was ecstatic. He ran at full speed and I swear he had a doggy grin on his face. It was a good day until.....grrrrrrrrr
Good news and Bad news. David won a NTA tonight yay!...but announced he's leaving Doctor Who after the 4 specials this coming year. :'(
No one can ever replace David as the Doctor! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
I'm off to kick something now....sniff sniff :(
...and I'm surprised people aren't asking for refunds on my personal tragedy/comedy..
It's 6:04 am and I look quite lovely. My eyes are squinched up and full of sleep. My hair is going in about 500 different directions. I have on a t shirt, a long sleeve t shirt and a sweater on top of that, baggy track bottoms and my mismatched socks. Hoorah for singledom! I'm so f@#king sexy.
When I first wake up I find it hard to navigate myself through doors. I've banged my shoulder twice on the door frame to the bathroom this morning. Once entering and once leaving. It's always the right shoulder so obviously I lean to the right when trying to maneuver. Pesky doors!! Who needs them! I need an open plan studio type home.
Right now I'm waiting for Rex to scratch on the door announcing his return from his morning bathroom break. I keep an eye on him through the window. He seems to be sniffing something with great enthusiasm at the moment. Carry on Rex..
Now where was I? Oh yesss, life! What a cruel joke someone played on me. I used to have fun. I did indeed. Back in act 2 scene somethingoranother of my life. Now I work, I come home, I eat, I sleep, I run into door frames. No murder attempts, no thoughts of suicide, no romance. I'm having none of that! Caffeine is my drug of choice. I absolutely love it! If anyone could possibly overdose on caffeine it will be me. My obituary will read..She was alert until the end! My last words would be a request for a coca-cola.
Rex wants back in and I'm going to lie down for a bit longer..Good Morning Wednesday October 29th 2008. Bah!
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
It's 9.23 pm Tuesday night. It's cold again, the heatings on and I have on mismatched socks. One I guess is called a crew sock and one is an ankle sock. I haven't worn socks in months but my toes were cold and it's all I could find. At least my toes are warm now. I guess I'll have to sort through the socks and do some washing and match them up. It's that time of year. Bidding farewell to my trusty crocs flip flops...Oh dear! Now I have to tie shoelaces. :(
I'm looking for a new coat. I'm torn between an LL Bean one or a North Face one. Any suggestions would be much appreciated. All I have are sweaters and an old jacket that has Foamex(the hellhole I worked at for 9 years and then laid me off to hire new management's friends) on it, so I don't want to wear that. I refuse to be cold this year.
I'm about to wrap up in the duvet, turn off all the lights, and watch a dvd until I fall asleep.
Blog more tomorrow...
I'm starting to get a little too bored. I need to get out and do something...Almost wish I hadnt taken so much time off work now. What to do..what to do???? I have no money so I dont have alot of options.. Someone please amuse me now!! The Doctor holding a kitten amuses me for a moment. :) Can't decide if hes petting it or thinking of ripping its head off..just kidding....awwww, sweet kitty.
Doctor Who Porn on the Friday Night project..Just look at David's face..brilliant!
The thing that makes me the most happy in life is my dog Rex. Sure he is alot of trouble. But he is sweet and he loves me and he doesn't stink up the bed..thank you very much David Tennant.
David Tennant...He's funny, he's cute, and a hell of a nice guy.
My mom and dad..They are great and I can never thank them enough for all they've done for me...No photo available :(
Robbie Williams..Just because...he showed us his underpants :)
Laughing...Always good to laugh.
My friends...Lisa, Beate, Rena, you guys always make me smile...Luv Ya! xx
I just went into town. It's a two lane road, the speed limit is 55 mph until you get to the town itself...Why the hell do people drive like 25 mph here?? You can't pass, then they decide to turn off, which makes me happy..buttttttttttt they come to almost a complete stop and turn as slowly as possible. So there I am at a complete stop behind this plum as they creep off the road...Pisses me off..Bah! Some people do not need to drive...
We have a handy dandy drive thru shop in town...Which is great cause I don't have to get out of the car...Just drive up to the window and demand a coke...Only today I'm told they are out of coke, would I like a Dr. Pepper?? DOCTOR PEPPER!! How dare they!! So I had to drive to a normal shop, get out of the car, go inside and purchase a coke the old fashioned way. Bah!!!
The sun is shining yet its cold....I keep hearing a sound like thunder yet there is not a cloud in the sky...WTF is it???? Bah!!
The mean neighbors across the road have company and they keep slamming car doors...Bah! Bah!
I need to clean house BAH!
I'm getting old! BAH!
It's 9.23 am. It's cold and I have just gotten out of bed. I woke up at about 6 and let Rex out for his morning ritual but as soon as he was done I went straight back to bed. No crazy dreams last night. At least none that I remember.
Yesterday I did absolutely fu##ing nil. What should I do today? Nothing sounds quite good. Oh I'll think of something once the boredom sets in. Gonna go forage for food now..See ya later...xx
Monday, October 27, 2008
It's 9.52pm CST and we have a freeze warning in effect for tonight. Wow, Just last week we could wander around in shorts in Mississippi. I'm not ready for winter. I hate being cold. I hate Mississippi summers also but spring and autumn are fantastic.
As you can see I'm a bit bored. Rex is asleep and snoring rather loudly. I have put the heating on and am sitting here in my pjs listening to some music. Not quite sure if I want to go to bed or what. I'm not really sleepy. No one I speak to online is awake. They are either in the UK or Norway. I'll play a game and be back later..xx
Just to let you know that this blog will not be just for David Tennant stuff. It's my blog so I will be blogging personal stuff as well.
I don't guess I introduced myself. I'm Julia...I live in a small town called Aberdeen, MS.. which is about 30 miles south of Tupelo, MS.. That's Elvis Presley's Birthplace. I have a dog named Rex shown above. awwww... I work in Tupelo for Directv which is America's main satellite tv company. I do technical support and it sux but it's a job.
Through this job I have learnt that Americans are probably the laziest, rudest people in the world. If you ask them to touch anything other than their remote control they freak out, swear at you, and threaten to cancel their service. Like I f##king care!!! Think about it people....I do not care!!
If you have directv and you have what is called the protection plan...read it!! You are not getting a service call without troubleshooting at no charge...I have to follow the guidelines set to me by my job. Not that I agree with it all but these calls are monitored and I get in trouble if I do not try to resolve the issue over the phone before setting up a service call. You lazy people don't want to try. 8 out of 10 times if you would just follow directions your tv would come right back on...
When did tv become so important anyway?...It's not a matter of life or death. A lady the other day didn't want to troubleshoot, called me a b@t@h, and asked if I was gonna pay for all the movies she would have to rent to keep her kids occupied over the weekend...Of course I apologize and offer to give her a credit..but what I really wanted to say was...Get up off your fat arse, take your kids to a park, play with them, read to them, do something you lazy woman!!!
America sux :(
David content: It's 2.12pm here so 8:12pm in the UK. He's on stage. yay!
Instead of a Tardis we ended up in a car. I screamed for shotgun but of course I ended up in the backseat with David driving and blonde bimbo riding shotgun. Why is it always the blonde bimbos that get their way?
Anyway, we were going down a narrow road as if something were chasing us..I was in dire need to pee. I started whinging wanting David to pull the car over at a shop or something so I could pee. He tells me nothing is open. We pass several shops and they are all open so I get mad that he wont stop. I lie on the backseat in a fetal position. The pain is becoming unbearable. We come to a fork in the road and I scream...DON'T TURN LEFT!!..David turns left anyway..We come to a dead end...I jump out of the car and fall into a hole..Inside the hole is a door but I'm thinking..No one on the road can see me in this hole...I'm gonna pee...David is getting out of the car now..I tell him to either turn around or watch me pee...I cant stand the pain any longer so I drop my trousers and the force so strong that it splatters on David's left trouser leg. He looks at me disgusted and I apologize and swear I will scrub his trousers clean...Then I wake up and I really do have to pee..This time I make it to the toilet.
Take note this is just a dream....I would never actually pee in front of someone in real life...lol
Last night I had a David dream. For those of you who know me...you know I have crazy dreams. Must have been the cajun rice I had for supper. I'm not very good at writing so just try to manage the best you can...
I don't remember how the dream started or if I just started in the middle of something but here goes.....
David, me and some blonde bimbo I used to work with and I used to mutter the word slut under my breath everytime she passed, who's name escapes me, were standing under a balcony like thing. David was wearing the brown Doctor Who suit but I wasn't referring to him as the Doctor, just David. Anyway, he told me he was sorry, so very sorry and placed his sonic screwdriver on the top of my head. Everything went blurry. I started singing that Spice Girls..Tell me what you want what you really really want song over and over in my head...All of a sudden I was lifted off of my feet and I floated up to the ceiling of that balcony thing. My head became stuck to the roof of it. I look around and there were more people stuck to it also. David looks at me and says....Its for your own good..You'll be safe here...I struggle to speak and say...It's ok... David looks shocked and asks...How are you speaking?? I struggle to focus on him and to speak..and all of a sudden a hear a pop like a plunger sound and I fall from the ceiling. David exclaims..How the hell did you do that?? That is impossible! I replied...I just sang a Spice Girl song in my head. Maybe that defeats it. Brilliant! he yells and tells me I must go with him and the blonde bimbo.
Part 2 in a bit..I have to take breaks...
Today is day one of my five days off work and I have nothing better to do so I thought I'd start a blog. I took today and Friday off as vacation days and I have Tuesday's, Wednesday's and Thursday's off anyway. I was supposed to go to Florida to meet my friend Rena from the UK but the money situation isn't looking too good at the moment and I had to cancel.
Anyway.....For the past few months I've had an odd fascination with actor David Tennant. The more I find out about this man the more I like and respect him. It appears he works continuously. Theatre, Doctor Who, Charities, and on and on. I have looked relentlessly for any sign that he is not perfect and cannot find it. Does he have any flaws? I'm sure he does, we all do.
A few weeks ago I sent a short note expressing my odd new fascination to him and asked for an autograph. 10 days later a autograph arrives in my mailbox. He looks about 12 in the pic he sent but that does not matter. It made my day. I wrote to celebrities when I was a kid and never received a reply or an autograph. I didn't expect one this time. It was such a shock. Then I find out he does this for just about anyone and everyone that asks. Where does he find the time? I felt just a wee bit guilty for asking for one after reading all that he does. God Bless David Tennant..
I will blog more in a bit. Check back in a few hours......