And they should make a show called Dr. Cox. Even an advice show. IT WOULD BE HUGE. I just watched all of Scrubs for the second time and I think I’ll make it a third and fourth too. THERE’s no such thing as too much COX. AHahahaahahah, Dr. Cox, naturally.

In fact, he’s also today’s “Daily professional”.

So… Today we got sum quickies, from the land of those not so understood.

* Lately I’ve been truly pissed off. Wanted to let it out on several people, but few managed to fall under my rage. PMSL  Therefore… I yet again understood that if you wait long enough, you forget what pissed you off so bad. LOL

Lots of things have been happening. I used to have my way with most things, call me Chance Harper if you will. And now everything turned around, just like in that kiss movie, where they exchanged lucks… Wth was its name?! Uhmm… “Just my luck.” LOL

Now it’s pretty weird and I hope I’ll manage to turn my luck around somehow. Some things are still there, like finding the closest parking spot, when nobody can find one (LOL), or discovering some of my problems just have a way of fixing themselves up. But other things, which didn’t happen much before, are now happening on a daily basis. Like saving for a ticket and getting screwed at the shop instead so everything evens up. PMSL

I don’t like this. It didn’t use to be like this. I must have luck in everything I do and win all the time. What’s up with this misfortune thing? Think it’s time to get a rabbit’s foot or somethin’.

Speaking of problems solving themselves though, I almost cried with joy last night when my heating system repaired itself. LOL And I was looking forward not to solving this problem (which would include  a chaotic thing, bla bla, more bs than you’d think) when last night I decided to try and turn it on for the last time before I’d really have to do something about it (as it’s fall, after all). So whilst I was shivering, magic happened and the system started working. Thank goodness !

And to say it again, as some sort of conclusion, if you do wait long enough, rage eases off. “Sleep on it…” or “Take a deep breath.” As they say… Interesting. Part of this whole mechanism we call body.

* I’ve started writing a book. Uh… That’s about it!?! It’s not going so well. Not bad either. If only the rest of the world, including myself, would leave me alone so I can focus. LOL I should also practise. And solve other problems too. Mooo.

* Have to suggest y’all consider the body again and how it works. How it’s chemical and the brain doesn’t care how you please it, as long as you do and particular levels are attained. Won’t say more right now. Just think about it. Extremely fascinating, I’ll say.

* I think it’s time I got some fake long lasting nails.Wondering though if nails + practise work together. Hm.

* Apologies to people waiting for pictures from different events. I seem to have grabbed the wrong cable. LOL Still have to search for the one which fits the camera. :O Will do so very soon though, as I really want to see the pics. Promise!

* I’m officially 26. Uh… Uh… Don’t like it.  Oh and the blog turned a year old on the 15th of September. Forgot all about it so… Happy posting! I guess. So thanks to you two reading this blog on a current basis. And thanks to all Dr. Cox fans ! Y’all been searching for Cox for over a year now. Keep up the good work! Love ya, dr. Cox!

* I salute Michael Madsen’s decision to get himself on Facebook. Lurvely! Me-ow!

* Oh and I bought a bonsai. Y’all will be able to see it when I’ll find that damn cable. Together with some other lurvely pics. MMmhm.

* Last note: Won’t add any pics to this qvickie. Too lazy. Will just let whomever’s reading enjoy the smileys, not.

That’s about it for now… I think. Have a lurvely whatever!

Dis:

or dis:

And dis (two tickets to Alton Towers):

And dis (two tickets to):

And dis (Lush’s Each Peach massage bar):

And dis:

And dis (a day shooting it with Mika Immonen):

And dis (a Christmas lunch invitation from the Higgins family):

And dis (a season ticket to the):

And dis:

And dis (a coupon to five free massages):

And dis:

And dis:

And dis:

And dis (some Starbucks Christmas goodies):

And dis (a feng shui fountain):

And I think I’m about done… Coz I didn’t think I’d ask for much, but then they just kept on comin’ to my mind and I have to stop somewhere. LOL

I still think the whole cinema experience is a beautiful thing and a show should be attended with respect.

As I grew up with the movies (sort of like Martin Tupper in the tv series “Dream on”), I can’t help but respect them and completely despise the ones who make my experience bad…

You know the people I’m speaking of… You might even be one of them.

So, you #@(*&@$ should stop:

1. Talking loudly in the theatre.

2. Speaking on the cell in the theatre.

3.  Put your feet up the next chair. We all feel like doing that, but, out of respect, we don’t, you *****.

4. Take the theatre as your private room for interacting with your girlfriend/boyfriend in intimate ways. I mean… FFS.

That’s for the people around…

As for me… I couldn’t see a flick at the cinema without the popcorn and coke… They’re as much part of the cinema experience for me as Santa Clause is part of Christmas.

I like to enjoy the popcorn on my own, not share it with others. LOL (this isn’t a notice to one of my friends, but a general thing)

I like to watch the movie, because after all that’s what I’m there for and DO NAWT enjoy speaking during it. I am there to watch the movie, not to make chit chat, nor to comment on the movie while watching it.

I hate questions like: What pills did he take? Who is this guy? Is this Sean Connery?  What is he doing there?

I DO NAWT have answers to these questions, try wikipedia or, hey… Watching the flick would be a good idea. Maybe you’ll find out.

I dislike going to the movies with large groups of people, although that sort of spares me the questions and comments as they comment between themselves. I’ll never understand though why do 10 people have to go to the movies together.  It’s not like it’s a coffee shop. But, hey… Whatever floats yer boat.

Again… I believe the whole movie experience to be extremely personal and I will always think more of my “relationship” with the actors than other relationships. I am there to see Tom Cruise. Not there to speak, answer questions, or hear assholes making fun. And I am just a drop closer to standing up and shouting some good words, maybe throw in some physical action too, to the next arse who decides to make my experience less pleasant.

Also, as a final note… Today I miss Dr. Cox and contemplating on the idea of watching the first 7 seasons again.  Meanwhile I’ve been cheating on him with Dr. House, but I swear it was just for about 5 episodes and, although House isn’t too bad, I still miss my Coxy as nobody compares to him. xxx

It’s been brought to my attention that 90% of you people who access this site are looking for Cox. =)))) I don’t blame you. It’s natural to want and love Cox.

Anyhow… To my great desperation, I have seen the last of Cox a few days ago. I’m done with the 7th season. Of course I didn’t catch the first 10 episodes of the first season and will probably get back to them real soon, but the fact that I’m done with the series until they shoot new episodes (which will get on DVD or on TV here in about a thousand years) scares me.

What will I be doing without Cox? What mind distraction will I find? Where will life lead me? For the past two months or so there hasn’t been an evening without Cox. Not one.

I got most scared when I finished watching  Scrubs – “My Princess”.  And speaking of Princesses, I’m sure y’all know these next videos, created by the authors of South Park, which are dead funny and it’s a shame they haven’t continued.  The first one can be found here. And the second one here.  Don’t say I didn’t warn you though, if you’re under the legal age or don’t like the genre, they might be considered rude.

And as we’re on the fuhnee subject, one comedian I truly like is Pablo Francisco. Strongly recommended.

So, what can I say… Next week I’m going back “home”, I don’t know for sure if I’ll make it public around here, that’s all I had to say about it… But I’m really excited and can’t wait. I really miss you baby. Miss the streets, the smells, the “love is all around me” feeling, the parties, the hot faces, the whole shabang. CANNOT WAIT! “Birds flying high, you know how I feel…”

As for the Cox… LOL I will miss you, dr. Cox. There are few things which can make a day end better than one of your rants. You are a true hero and mentor and would like to thank whoever wrote Scrubs for creating such an amazing character.

In time I have learnt to accept your wife too, because the relationship changed in such a way that it became tolerable if not likeable. And I wasn’t going to quit on my favourite doctor for such a minor thing. I also appreciate that in time you have started to integrate the moments of loving weakness into your pitbull like character and they didn’t seem awkward anymore (just my opinion: Probably at some point the audience thought the doctor was far too much of a pitbull and the producers decided to get him back with his wife and show a more or less soft side too. Which was intially extremely awkward, but then they made it work). Truth is, I’d love to have a relationship like yours and Jordans. It is hawt.

I have a friend who suggests I’m not like you (although she later said I’m half like you ) and who has a totally different opinion of your actions than I do. See… She thinks you’re the doctor with the kindest heart in the whole Sacred Heart. She also believes you care about everyone and the fact that you try and help everyone isn’t a question of satisfying your huge ego which likes to be thanked.

I think you are amazing. I think you are a hero (yes, redundant). I thank you for making some of my time so lovely. I believe you are incredibly brilliant and the best doctor around. I would gladly have you yell at me when I screw up and make fun of me all day long. And so many other things.

I don’t believe you’re the doctor with the kindest heart around, I think you were a very good person, but, like many of us, have turned into a pitbull to cut down on the suckers. I appreciate and respect that.

Maybe we should all have a dr. Cox in our lives. He is absolutely awesome, in every single way. So… Long live dr. Cox. I sincerely hope they’ll decide to run the series for a long time to come and not end it like Seinfeld. It’s indeed great to end whilst you’re ahead, but it’s probably better to end when you really don’t have anything left to say.

So here’s to you Dr. Cox! You will be missed! And to all of you guys in Scrubs. But again, most of it to Dr. Cox who tops you all.  But to all you guys too. Love y’all!

It’s your hair, your nose, your chinless face You always need a hug
Not to mention all the manly appletinis that you chug
That you think I am your mentor just continues to perplex
And, oh my God, stop telling me when you have nerdy sex!

J.D: Oh, by the way, last time Kim was in town, we got some appletinis and poured ‘em on her good parts!

Dr. Cox: See now, Newbie, that’s the thing you do that drives me up a tree
‘Cause no matter how I rant at you, you never let me be!
So I’m stuck with all your daydreaming, your wish to be my son
It makes me suicidal and I’m not the only one
No, I’m not the only one

Janitor: It all started with a penny in the door
There was a hatred I had never felt before
So now I’ll make him pay, each and every day
Until that moussed-haired little nuisance…is…no…more

Dr. Cox: So now that is why I call you names like Carol, Jane, and Sue
Like Moesha, Kim, and Lillian, Suzanne and Betty-Lou
See, regardless of the names I pick, my feelings are quite clear
You’re a pain in every day of every month of every year!

Pissed off at the human being that is… I also have realized recently that I might just be a people uhmmm, let’s not say hater… I dislike people.  Most people. Practically all people lately. So there’s probably something wrong with me not them. Although I don’t dislike the peeps at Starbucks, not even when they don’t throw in freebies. I also don’t dislike a couple of other people.

Sometimes I even feel bad, because I like to speak out what I think and right now what I think is that I couldn’t possibly be givin’ less of a rat’s arse. I mean… I know I’d probably screw up more on my own, but I suppose to some extent that’s better than havin’ other people helpin’ you screw up.

Anyhow, I’m gettin’ lost in words again. Uhmmm… I am sooooooo tired with this whole Mumbo JUMBO regarding relationships…

No, girl, you shouldn’t send that TEXT. He’ll know you’re all over him. No, girl, don’t text him too much. No, boy, don’t tell her you like her.

Truth is the more you dislike someone, the more they’ll come after you and the opposite. Thing is they have to like you a bit before they come after you if you don’t like them. Oh and they will come, but what’s the use if you don’t like them to start with? Also… If you like someone why would you say you don’t? Why do kids say they don’t like someone when they actually do? Where does that whole shabang start?  Someone once tried answering this question for me, but I don’t remember the answer. Shame? I don’t know. Stupid anyway.

What’s up with this? There’s nothing new ’bout that, I know, and I could use some comments, but none of you people do that on this site so why bother askin’ for them…

I’m soooooooo tired with people’s opinions on things. Everybody’s got their own opinion and they’re most likely sticking to it. And, pardon me, if you’re not Dr. Bloody Cox (jeez that sounds bad lol) then I don’t bloody wanna know your opinion. I really don’t. DO NOT, SUSAN. DO NAWT. Sometimes I wonder why I even bother askin’ for opinions or listenin’ anyway. Sure, I have to agree, at times they’re useful, but I am soooooooo so tired. And that “Heaven isn’t a place on earth, people are here” is a successful candidate for being my motto these days.

So again… You know what? If you like someone bloody go for it. If you wanna text them, text them. If you wanna tell them you love them, tell them. What could you possibly lose? We lose things every single day. We lose precious things, we lose people we love, we sometimes even lose ourselves and our lives.

What could you possibly get? A restraining order?

Now you listen to me. You’re you and that’s what you’ll always be. Whomever will like you will like you for what you are as a whole (try and read that fast and with an italian accent, like the joke with the forks LOL, just noticed), and even if they’ll dislike some things… If the relationship is a good one it will live. Even if you send a text at 4 am or decide to say I love you too soon. It might not always go the way you want it to go, you might get hurt, lots of things might happen.  But they’ll happen anyway, then or some other time… So why not go for it?

Anyway… I know it’s sooooooo much easier said than done, but start with something easy. Tell the guy at Starbucks you like his shirt.

Pay someone you like a compliment. Ask someone what they think about the weather. Oh and SMILE. SO, SO, SMILE. Not that someone will fall in love with your smile, but a smile says so many things. And it’s so lovely and it can even make someone’s day.

After a tough period in my life I have discovered that I had thoughts I didn’t recognize. I simply couldn’t understand when on earth did I start thinking like that. On the brink of madness.

Also some of us are obsessive compulsive. So what? Does that mean we shouldn’t text because we scare other people?

I believe in “harm none”. But that’s not such an easy job. Actually it’s probably the toughest job out there. So are you willing to sacrifice yourself to harm none (wait, in that case you’d actually hurt yourself :-/)? Hurt is present everywhere. It’s the way we deal with it that changes things. It’s the importance we grant it and the amount present. It’s so, so many things.

The human being is so complicated that for now I really don’t want to solve the puzzle anymore. I really don’t care. And I’m not bitter. I just don’t care. I don’t even wanna solve my own puzzle. Who cares anyway?

Just take one moment at a time for it’s the only one you might get. Repeat this sentence if necessary. Repeat it over and over again. It will eventually stick with you.

And now I’m ending my rant with declaring my admiration for Magritte’s work. A painter I’ve never heard of before (I really enjoy art, but I’m not a “learner” when it comes to it. Yep, ignorant, I know), but thanks to Google I discovered him today. Thanks, Google! Lovely, Magritte. The piece below is called “the lovers”. Me likee.

I suppose that’s that for tonight. Mmyeah. I’m probably gonna add a song and then hit the sack. Well. G’nite.

P.S. I’d also like to greet my readers from the ends of the earth, as spotted on the map of souls. =))))))))) Think I’ve had one from Australia and one from Japan. =) Make yerselves comfortable.