ASBO ZAPRUDER, THE MAGIC BABY SEAL.

I've been loving the new series of Mitchell and Webb, but that one has officially killed me with crack. I'm so glad they've had some of the radio sketches animated:D. Also, the one with the text messages this week made me fall over laughing so hard I had to pause the file. Oh, yes<3.

Speaking of Mitchell and Webb, please tell me someone's remixed that new painful-looking Sherlock Holmes movie trailer to this.

Tags: britcom, telly
And the mood has swung to: amused
Muzak: www.bbc.co.uk - Sir Digby Chicken Caesar

Ten! Master! Cocktail swords! Guest stars! And more! Rejoice! Or not! (Picture-heavy, so will kill dialup and dump its body into the river. Just so you know.)

Master: "En garde, Doctor." *strokes the Doctor's chin sexily with sword-tip* "I require... satisfaction."
Doctor: "There are worse pick-up lines, you know. Just... not many."
Noki (who has just realised what's about to happen): "OH SHI--"


( After the cat ran away in terror... )

Tags: action figure abuse, action figures, crack, doctor who, doctor/master, doctorpiles, omfg chronovore, the black beast of aaaaargh, timecock
And the mood has swung to: amused

Humour test

( Mwhahahaha )

Except I wouldn't save email forwards, since so many are lame. But I totally *do* have lame folder names like that. *Delgado lights up a Zippo under Three's timebollocks*

Tags: memery
And the mood has swung to: blank

This is what I've been sketching. FOR I AM WEAK.



*SHAKES FIST AT THE INTERNETS*

This is just a prototype. Shall try and make a less messy one if I can be arsed. Thank your lucky stars I censored it.

Tags: crack, doctor who, drawings, drawings (dw), puppetlove, pwhoaaarr chief, we make excitement
And the mood has swung to: embarrassed

As threatened, cat pickshurz!

Proof that Noki can reach the windowsill while standing up: it didn't take her long to grab that vitamin treat. She loves patting things off tables and shelves, so I'm indulging her natural Longcat instincts.



( Huu-wurk, mjuh-uh-uk, ruk, wuuh, she says. )

Tags: cat posts, mister master sparkles, photo posts, picspam, puppetlove, the black beast of aaaaargh, timecock
And the mood has swung to: full

Oh shit, and now I had to do a narration for the muffin one. Here.

reasonabsurd hasn't killed me yet. Thankfully.

Tags: doctor who, doctor/master, my flist fucking rules, puppetlove, timecock, voice posts
And the mood has swung to: dorky

I CAN HAS NEW PHONE! And it has a voice recorder. I have just done a 30-second voice narration of this little Doctor/Master puppetlove comic by reasonabsurd. Despair.

Here.

Sorry, I know my acting skillz aren't exactly brilliant, but that's how I hear the puppets' voices... 8-)

Please don't kill me.

ETA: Also, a sneak preview of what's to come:


ETA 2: I had to do another voiceover, here. THESE LITTLE GUYS ARE WAY TOO FUCKING CUTE.

Tags: doctor who, doctor/master, my flist fucking rules, puppetlove, timecock, voice posts
And the mood has swung to: silly

-I GOT THE WAR GAMES! I GOT THE WAR GAMES! I GOT THE WAR GAMES! *DANCES WITH IT* All these extras! I know what I'll be watching tonight, then. PATRICK FUCKING TROUGHTON, bitches. And and and and I am really *itching* to make swishy animated icons of the War Chief. He does a lot of swishing, doesn't he? He's like the queen of the Dramatic Turn.

-Still no phone. Apparently the company that sends them sent *everyone* a text about having sent the mobiles already, but the shipment was late and blah. The lady at the post office said they'd been answering calls about those packages all damn day and that apparently it should arrive today after four PM. Ho hum. Apparently all the preorders for the phone also killed Nokia's online shop twice in the past month.

-I can't put any more sparkly diamonds on the puppets because Noki ran into the glue sheet that came with the diamonds and they won't stick on properly or non-messily with ordinary glue. Bah. She ran about and did somersaults, paws a-flapping, trying to get the glue sheet off her paw, so that was entertaining at least.

-Monkeys recognise bad grammar. Don't they have dyslexic monkeys, though? Nevertheless, I bet those guys could write more coherent comments than the average internet users...

-I think I've figured out why I like Krod Mandoon, despite everything. It's because it's like one of those really silly RPG sessions where everything just goes insanely cracky and by the time you're halfway through the adventure, you're laughing so much you're crying. Where your elven princess fucks a dragon and the mage throws a spell that makes unicorns gallop out of the dwarf's arse. Again, yeah, yeah, just my sense of humour, I know. OTOH, it also reminds me of Farscape crack, so that's something similar as well. Man, I need more lighthearted non-serious crack telly.

-Or just more War Chief. PLEASE STOP ME FROM MAKING A WAR CHIEF PUPPET.

Tags: interesting links, patrick fucking troughton, pwhoaaarr chief, telly
And the mood has swung to: weird

Yeah, definitely put off watching Crotchwood now since some people don't seem to know what "spoiler" means. It doesn't matter if it's "nonspecific" or a "semi-spoiler" if it refers to a major fucking plot twist that big, for fuckssakes. I don't consider casting news spoilers or anything, but fuckit, I don't even want to know what certain people thought of things in general because I'll be measuring my reactions against what I know of our relative tastes from before. LET ALONE GIVING AWAY THE OUTCOME. No matter how nonspecific. If you mention something has a happy end or a sad end, that's a fucking spoiler, sorry. WHY CAN'T PEOPLE JUST FUCKING CUT ALL REACTION POST CONTENT COMPLETELY? That makes it much easier. Why the *fuck* risk pissing off your flist and coming across like a selfish twat? And worse, acting dismissively if people get upset, showing you really don't know how much it can ruin someone's viewing experience of something they've waited to see for days, weeks, months or even years, for fuckssakes? Do you really care so fucking little for ruining someone's evening/week/month etc like that? Just because you can't be bothered to cut? Jesus. Discuss spoilers all you like, but fucking CUT THEM. That's what I do, and it's not too much to fucking ask in return.

Seriously, there's only so much I can fucking take of this crap. I might not even know if a show is back on from a break or something, so I really, really don't want to be smacked in the face with spoilers when I refresh my flist if I don't even know to watch out for them. And don't even mention filters, because they're fucking useless if you don't even know you *have* spoilers to dodge, but someone's going to smack some your way anyway. For fuck's *sake*.

And the mood has swung to: angry

Please insert a witty description here. Um, some Doctor/Master doodliness:

Nos suggested vegfucking. I was weak and doodled this in ten minutes:

( Ah ah ah ah )

I hope the full depth of their complex and tortured relationship shows.

In other news, I'm still making Persiaverse paper dolls for versaphile, based on reasonabsurd's puppets. The Doctor has a shiny new metal collar and the ribbon-leash is good for hiding those naughty doll bits:

( He feels very pretty. )

Yes, they have bottoms and boy bits.

And he also has a very sexy see-through loincloth, but I just put sparkles on it and it's still drying, so I can't scan it yet. Likewise with the Master's awesome blue frock and even more awesome turban. I'm making scans and hopefully taking photos later of every stage of the process, but in the meantime, have a roughly cut-out posh kaftan!Master:

( He feels even prettier. )

The frock's been smoothed out now and it also has tons of sparkles on it, and a less stupid neckline. And I think I just put about twenty diamonds on his peacock blue turban. Stay tuned.

Tags: crack, doctor who, doctor/master, drawings, drawings (dw), my flist fucking rules, persiaverse, puppetlove, timecock
And the mood has swung to: creative

As you may have seen, my day didn't start really well. So I doodled some puppet mush, because pure and sweet cuddly love helps. There isn't a scene like this in the Persiaverse yet, but the Master has been giving Ten the cold shoulder and the puppets loved each other too much to keep that sort of thing going. So Puppet!Master took Puppet!Doctor to bed and stroked his wee chest tenderly. Puppet!Doctor had missed the soft touch of Puppet!Master's felt paws.



And then they had some yummy hot camel milk and Puppet!Master read Puppet!Doctor a story about a king and his faithful servant. And then they fell asleep, dreaming of... bondage with woolly yarn, I suppose.

I am also watching Krod Mandoon And The Flaming Sword of Fire, because I'm desperate to be entertained. I don't know if it's any good yet, but at least it's a deliberate parody of fantasy adventure stuff. And it has lots of British comedians in and is produced by a British company, it seems. Matt Lucas is evil and wears leather and tries to take over the world with a giant arsehole. That's... traumatising already. I've only had a couple of laugh-out loud moments so far, but we'll see how it goes. It... er... looks like a mix between Xena/Hercules and Britcom? That much I know. It's probably crap, but ah well. (ETA: Ahahahaha, it has Supermac bein' gay.)

Tags: doctor who, doctor/master, drawings, drawings (dw), puppetlove, telly, timecock
And the mood has swung to: bored

Those picspams where all the pics are barely bigger than LJ icons can fuck off and die. *seriously*. If you want me to look at pics and squee over them, don't squeeze them into a fucking tiny size where NOBODY CAN SEE THE FUCKING DETAIL YOU ARE GUSHING OVER IN THE FIRST PLACE. *stab* I don't fucking CARE if you've colour-adjusted them and made them all pretty in some poncy layout and slapped text on them. I WANT TO SEE THE FUCKING PICTURES properly, not your designery dick-waving because that isn't a bloody icon post you're making. It's not a fucking picspam any more if I can't see the full pic and possibly even save it if I like it. It's a thumbnail spam. No fucking website does that--just thumbnails of pictures. If they do, there's either a fault in the code or then it's trying to lure you into some porn site circle-jerk.

Basically, it's saying "I'm going to share some pictures. But I'm not letting you look at them properly or have them. Squee at me anyway." ARGH. I'm up to fucking *here* with these so-called "picspams". It's not about sharing pictures any more. No comments because people are fucking *arseholes* about this shit and will probably defend their selfishness to the death.

-I've been feeling pretty good over the past few days. Even if sleep has been a bit so and so. I don't know how long this will continue, but ohhh, it's good. I'm suspecting it's the combo of the calming therapist woman+not having taken antideps or sleeping pills of any sort for a week+drinking more mineral water instead of cola because it's been too hot. All I need now is more deep, nourishing sleep and rambly IM hijinks with friends and I'm all set.

-Simmyboy in 2000: "Baddies are better. But it's weird being cast as murdering bastards all the time. I suppose it's because I've got a baby face and evil eyes." That'd be about right. Simmspotting put up a few old interviews here. I'm assuming that's his dog. It's kind of amusing that out of the two of them, he looks like the bigger dork.

-Speaking of bouncy pets, NOKI HAS ACTUALLY MOVED TODAY. And she's been chasing old earplugs across the floor. She never chases anything, mostly jumps around nervously (typically after a poo) and that's it! This must be a good sign. I also put a red bow on her neck today. She looked very pretty. But then she managed to undo it with her paws. Bitch is too clever for her own good.

-I've also been drawing. I have done not one, not two, but three Doctor/Master drawings in my sketchbook today and I might even end up posting them. Once I've sent them to Pammich, that is, since she needs to be traumatised. There's DEEPTHROATING and BONDAGE. So, basically, the usual tender lovemaking you expect from those two. I might even make cardboard versions of reasonabsurd's puppets or something. AND I FUCKING DREAMT OF THE MASTER PUPPET. He was lying on top of me (and not in a naughty way), all fluffy and squishy and doing his big epic giant |-) face at me. And suffocating me to death. There aren't many things as nightmarish as giant puppets who never stop smiling. But it was also hilarious. I even thought "lololol, this puppet is the same height as me, so it isn't exactly life-sized, compared to Teh Simm. Wonder what happened to those missing ten inches. I bet they are up Ten. Badum tsh." And then I woke up groaning at the lameness of my own joke.

-Also, those puppets symbolise mush and cuteness and wub. Thus, I made a quick doodle that illustrates their favoured method of travel. Basically, they keep shitting a steady stream of rainbows and hover back and forth on them. Like jetpacks, only gayer.

It's a little-known fact that this is actually how John Barrowman moves about. It requires a trained eye to see this, however.

-I'm slowly being tempted into doodling/'shopping Girl!Ten. I can't deal with this. It's severely compromising my principles.

Crack principles, that is. He can go and have hot lesbian sex with Girl!Master.

-It's been a good week for picspams. acidpenguin46 had some Doctor/Master crack fun here and marah_sarie has some MOTHERFUCKING WAR CHIEF CAPS IN DVD RESOLUTION and I believe I came in my pants. I had no idea the War Chief was SO SWEATY when he was sexually harassing Two. This makes it even more wrong. Ahhhh, picspams with full-size pictures, never leave me.

-I'd go to sleep, except there's a huge fuckoff fly the size of a bee buzzing around in my flat. Motherfucker. It'd also help if my ISP wasn't a prat at the moment and would actually allow me to post this.

Tags: crack, doctor/master, drawings, drawings (dw), man--dave feels like a woman, my flist fucking rules, photoshop, puppetlove, pwhoaaarr chief, teh simm, the black beast of aaaaargh, timecock
And the mood has swung to: geeky

DARTH VADER BACKPACK. OMG, HOW FUCKING CUTE IS THAT?

Even though the Yoda one is far more appropriate, considering:).

Also, AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, I FOUND A MALE CHASTITY DEVICE CALLED "THE BRIG". I was looking for something versaphile was using in a fic and this thing was the closest to it, I think. BUT OH GOD.

Moar sex: one gay dude's hysterical guide to anal douching. It's the Evian that worries me. I assume he means those squirty-cap bottles. Cheeky and hilarious, though.

This is what Three looks like when he comes in his pants. Look, he's being nightmare-fucked in the brain by the Master, so this is a completely logical observation. Speaking of the Master, he isn't much better (I think the filename says it all). Oh, Time Lords. You crackheads.

Tags: doctor who, doctor/master, evian because your bum's worth it, gurngasms, interesting links, put your cock in the brig, rotfl!, star wars, unf unf unf
And the mood has swung to: amused

Note to self: do not go anywhere near the Intergalactic Trading Company's eBay store. Repeat, do not go anywhere near it. For they have fucktons of rare and obscure sci-fi stuff, and that's just the British fandoms. *is drooling* I remember buying Blake's 7 tat from them once upon a time--they used to have B7 badges and patches and and and and. I can't even imagine how tempting that place must be for Trekkies, because it looks like they've got *everything*. I'm a bit iffy about them selling other people's old fanfic zines, though (except I think I just saw a naked Spock on the cover of one and cried. I expect there are Ray Doyle elves and Avons with mullets in there somewhere. She said, going back to doodling Doctor Who tentacle sex). BUT BUT BUT BUT GAAAAAAAAAAAH. The Who section has a Master poster I've craved for the past ten *years* (and no, it isn't the Roberts one). Speaking of the Who posters, the Tom Baker ones are a bit disturbing. Tindogfucker. (nostalgia_lj, they made me think of you.)

Previous post's deleted now, BTW, since it was inviting God wank. Sorry to all the sensible people who were having a discussion on there. But how about them Starfleet uniforms, eh? I BET THAT AT SOME POINT THAT SHOP WILL HAVE SOLD THE PANTS ON MY ICON.

And the mood has swung to: okay

-Via Grits: 50 Reasons No One Wants To Publish Your First Book. Funny and snarky and true. Also applies for a ton of fanfic.

-I swear the cat knows I'm PMSing. Every damn month. She's such a cuddly little bugger, but she's *welded* to me when I'm hormonal. She's been talking to me all day and refuses to leave my side, even if it's hot. She was really patient even when I groomed her with the Furminator today, which is good. Usually she doesn't like the brush very much and finds it a bit uncomfortable, so I combine it with other brushes (which she does like). But oh god, it's such a relief to not to have to groom her for 3-5 days after I've gone over her coat with that thing. She's all silky and soft now instead of a matted lump and it's awesome. That damn brush is a godsend and I can't recommend it enough if you've got a pet that needs that sort of thing. OTOH, it always leaves me covered in cat hair all over (those pics on the website don't lie--this is how much fluff comes off Noki after half a dozen strokes), but pfft.

-I don't know if it is the result of aging or having been on various lame medications or depression what, but my concentration and my memory's buggered. I used to be able to spend hours and hours reading nerdy science stuff, but now I tend to get brain farts faster and not actually processing what I'm reading. It's the same with prose and poetry, too. I basically read stuff best in small chunks now. This is lame. I wonder if the internet ADDs your brain out more, because you can do many things at once and keep multiple documents open in various tabs and stuff. It wasn't as easy when all you had were books and stuff. I used to read many books at the same time, still do, but now that you can have millions of things to read/look at whenever I want, my mind keeps drifting. So I can be reading online articles about Neaderthal burial customs and Medieval Persian pottery and the mythological significance of willow trees all at the same time, drifting from one to the other. And on top of that, go and read bits of a historical novel and bits of an academic book on Hindu goddesses when I'm not at the computer. I seem to reach a certain saturation point with each information stream and then skip to another. And when I'm not occupied with those, I can go off to draw or to browse source pictures for artworks or watch a video. Okay, so this makes it possible to take in loads of information from a variety of sources, so that's good. But I wish I could concentrate on things longer, really. It's only if I'm Photoshopping or in a writery creative flow that I can concentrate for hours at a time. I mean, shit, I started writing this entry six hours ago at least and keep drifting in and out of it until I feel there's enough Substance in it so it's worth posting. So, er. IDK. Neep. This is worse when I'm not on any antidepressants, really, because my brain always seems to be super-restless anyway (the insomnia and being agitated and easily irritated/upset are just further symptoms of that).

-I love how Wikipedia has a separate article on Spider-Man's powers and equipment. And how it's 16 pages (16 screens on my laptop, that is). Oh, internets.

-Oh, and crack: this is not just the Sun, but some dodgy docu on UK telly: now nutters claim the Turin shroud has Leonardo Da Vinci's face on it. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA. *What.*

-OTOH, still bloody bored. Where are all the memes?

Tags: braiiiiinz, interesting links
And the mood has swung to: awake
Muzak: The Wurzels - I'll Never Get A Scrumpy Here

Nicked off severa. I think I've done this a couple of times, but I'm borede.

( It's the one with all the -ology. )

Tags: memery
And the mood has swung to: awake

-Bollocks! It's too damn hot to draw even in the middle of the night. Typical, just when I've had interesting ideas that involve Ten on a leash.

-Speaking of lolololDaveTenninchishawtlololol: I've been thinking of writing a parody post of a typical who_daily installment, although I don't know if it'd come across badly. Whodom's pretty crap about parody, and considering what two thirds of the content is usually about, well...

-I see there are a couple of young Finnish dudes who have a blog and two books about all the things that piss them the right off. This is very cheering. I've sometimes thought of making a list of all the things that I hate, but it'd be too depressing and too long. I'm glad these guys are doing my job for me, even though being pissed off and depressed is something of a Finnish national sport sometimes. "Coin-operated supermarket trolleys! FUCK! People who ruin their marriages by sitting down and watching the Olympics, thinking the games actually mean something! FUCK! Drinking sucks, but so does sobriety and you can't do either for long without feeling shit! FUCK! Political spin doctors! DIE! THIS FUCKING BLOG ENTRY ITSELF! FUCKING SHIT! ARGH!" Ahhhhh. It's like a Finnish, three-headed Charlie Brooker, except with more ranting and swears and pettiness. I think I've found people who can outdo me in ranting. This is quite amazing.

-I have fresh strawberries.

-I'm sorry, but marah_sarie posted this pic earlier and I haven't been able to concentrate since.

"My dear Doctor, I trust you will not molest me in my sleep. You won't, will you? Not even a little bit? Even if I know the firmness of my buttocks is difficult to resist? Even if I might accidentally moan 'oh yes'? You do know I won't mean it, right? Right? Oh, how I wish you wouldn't snigger, Miss Grant."

Tags: delgado's is bigger than yours, finland, finnish, masterpr0n, timecock
And the mood has swung to: full

-Watchin' Toymaker. Um, I don't know how I made it to the end. Probably because of the bits and pieces of the Toymaker himself being cool, but mostly it was pain, sad to say. The following review may contain copious amounts of snark, but this totally deserves it. EVEN IF THE TOYMAKER IS AFTER ONE'S TIMEARSE.

( 43-year old spoilers )

Tags: can dodo die nao plz, doctor who, doctor/toymaker, one, one=bitchass motherfucker, one=boytoy, reviews/commentaries
And the mood has swung to: sleepy

Sketches from Paimela: Josef and his obsession with his balls. He thinks they're threatened when you try to huggle him. ("Lipsis lipsis" means roughly "lickity lick" in Finnish.)

Also, Grouse eaten by giant mozzies. ("Mitvit"="whafuck".)


There was also some tiemcock. I nicked some ideas for princely clothing from an old Finnish edition of the 1001 Nights. Mister Master approves of my clothing choices.


But, yes. Things are emerging. Even if I seem to have lost the ability to draw anything decent. I blame hormones, though.

Tags: cat posts, drawings, mister master onna horse, persiaverse, timecock
And the mood has swung to: thirsty