Yay! I'm not dead!
Although, if civilization were to have ended anytime between the beginning of February and exactly 3 minutes ago and the only way to trace human activity was through blog posts, one might think otherwise.
Wow. Clearly I have been watching way too much Doctor Who. In fact, here is an account of what exactly happened to divert me from studying for finals until now.
Came back from California -> Read a magazine -> Saw a cool ad for "Doctor Who" in said magazine -> Started watching "Doctor" from the beginning (it's on its 5th season now) -> Became slightly obsessed with David Tennant through DW -> Watched bits and pieces of almost everything Tennant has been in (thank you, Youtube) -> Caught up through 4 seasons of Doctor Who -> Felt bad about myself -> Got on computer to study for Personal Finance exam -> Decided to write this blog post instead.
There you go. That's pretty much a complete picture of my life in the past two weeks; just throw in a couple of Facebook visits, eating occasionally, and maybe a tiny bit of schoolwork, and you've got my life on paper.
Here's the saddest and most disturbing part: each episode of DW is about an hour long. I watched all season 2,3, and 4 episodes and specials and six episodes of season 1. All in all, that is (drumroll, please!)..............
54 hours of television.
I watched, in two weeks, the equivalent of over two straight days of television. I think I worked on finals/schoolwork for a total of 5 hours in the past two weeks, and it's finals week right now.
So what have we learned from this seemingly pointless, rambling blog post?
1. Angele is probably going to fail her final exams.
2. Doctor Who has got to be one freaking amazing show.
3. Seriously, it's amazing. Watch it so I can have nerdy conversations about it with you and we can freak out over how unconventionally and ridiculously sexy David Tennant is.
4. What else? Oh yeah, Angele will do almost anything to procrastinate from her inevitable failure, including posting on a blog she'd abandoned for three months.
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CONCLUSION: Perhaps since Angele loves TV so much, Angele should work on or with something related to television (copy editor, maybe), because her life will probably be a shambles otherwise. Hopefully she can get through three more years of school to do so.
Also, perhaps Angele should marry David Tennant (forget age differences, this is the 21st century) and have beautiful, Scottish babies with him. Then Angele and David and their babies could all speak about themselves in the third person, because clearly Angele enjoys that.
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Truly fascinating stuff, folks. I think this could possibly qualify for my undergraduate research project. But now I really have to go study for my exams....REALLY.
Or, you know, I could go get a sandwich first. I'm kind of hungry.
Ah, well. Allons-y!
Although, if civilization were to have ended anytime between the beginning of February and exactly 3 minutes ago and the only way to trace human activity was through blog posts, one might think otherwise.
Wow. Clearly I have been watching way too much Doctor Who. In fact, here is an account of what exactly happened to divert me from studying for finals until now.
Came back from California -> Read a magazine -> Saw a cool ad for "Doctor Who" in said magazine -> Started watching "Doctor" from the beginning (it's on its 5th season now) -> Became slightly obsessed with David Tennant through DW -> Watched bits and pieces of almost everything Tennant has been in (thank you, Youtube) -> Caught up through 4 seasons of Doctor Who -> Felt bad about myself -> Got on computer to study for Personal Finance exam -> Decided to write this blog post instead.
There you go. That's pretty much a complete picture of my life in the past two weeks; just throw in a couple of Facebook visits, eating occasionally, and maybe a tiny bit of schoolwork, and you've got my life on paper.
Here's the saddest and most disturbing part: each episode of DW is about an hour long. I watched all season 2,3, and 4 episodes and specials and six episodes of season 1. All in all, that is (drumroll, please!)..............
54 hours of television.
I watched, in two weeks, the equivalent of over two straight days of television. I think I worked on finals/schoolwork for a total of 5 hours in the past two weeks, and it's finals week right now.
So what have we learned from this seemingly pointless, rambling blog post?
1. Angele is probably going to fail her final exams.
2. Doctor Who has got to be one freaking amazing show.
3. Seriously, it's amazing. Watch it so I can have nerdy conversations about it with you and we can freak out over how unconventionally and ridiculously sexy David Tennant is.
4. What else? Oh yeah, Angele will do almost anything to procrastinate from her inevitable failure, including posting on a blog she'd abandoned for three months.
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CONCLUSION: Perhaps since Angele loves TV so much, Angele should work on or with something related to television (copy editor, maybe), because her life will probably be a shambles otherwise. Hopefully she can get through three more years of school to do so.
Also, perhaps Angele should marry David Tennant (forget age differences, this is the 21st century) and have beautiful, Scottish babies with him. Then Angele and David and their babies could all speak about themselves in the third person, because clearly Angele enjoys that.
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Truly fascinating stuff, folks. I think this could possibly qualify for my undergraduate research project. But now I really have to go study for my exams....REALLY.
Or, you know, I could go get a sandwich first. I'm kind of hungry.
Ah, well. Allons-y!
