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Sunday,
May 7, 2006
Buggerit, buggerit, buggerit!
And
millennium
hand and shrimp, while we're at it.
Yes, the Fletcher Curse has struck again -- I found a favorite item, and it's been discontinued by the maker. In this case, it's Lush, which has decided in its infinite wisdom that it will stop making the utterly yummy Red Rooster soap, which combines orange oil, cinnamon sticks and cloves in a deliciously perky scent. The next closest soap is Karma, which doesn't have cinnamon or cloves and does have patchouli oil (the smell of which I always refer to as eau de hippie). And I went all the way to Northwest Center Mall, home of the brand new Dallas LUSH store, to get some Red Rooster, too. Bah.
Boots Soothing Aromatherapy oil. Pepsi Blue. Red Rooster soap. Where will the madness end?
EDIT: But soft! It turns out that the main company still has stock! So I've ordered four bars, and I'll just have to eke them out as best I can. More of a stay of execution than a pardon, but right now I'll take what I can get.
"I just snogged Madame du Pompadour!
*blink*blink*
My, but the new Doctor is rather, um, well...yes. Wow. Cool.
Look, I'm a fangirl from way back (I knitted my own 4th Doctor scarf in high school, I'll have you know), and I was always frustrated by that damned Gallifreyan asexual reserve, so seeing the Doctor behaving in a decidedly hormonal way is quite the treat (Lyndon explained it by saying the Doctor's turning into a dirty old man). So far, the good Doctor has engaged in a liplock with Rose (admittedly, she was the one applying the liplock, plus she was possessed by Cassandra the Flapping Human at the time, but it was still damn good) and Renette (aka the young Madame P), and we're only four episodes into the new season -- good job, Russell!
And man, David Tennant knows his way around a screen snog -- all that practice in CASANOVA, no doubt, not to mention the fact that he was snogging his real-life girlfriend. Now if only he could write down the instructions and send them to Hugh Laurie (I adore the man in HOUSE, truly I do, but it's good that the character's such a curmudgeon because the two romantic scenes he did depended on Sela Ward for the heavy lifting).